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[goosecastle41]

The beginnings of Kremy being a dad anyone? This is sorta written a little different from girl dad Gideon cause. Well. You’ll see

First, you must understand something about my kid au. And that is… Kremy didn’t want to keep her at first.

Shocking I know. The cold blooded conman lizard man who’s only goal in life is to make coin doesn’t want to raise a child? Who would have thought.

But on a real note here, when the decision to keep her is made, Kremy makes it painfully clear to Gideon that he is responsible for the child. He needs to keep her fed and clothed and clean. He needs to watch her and entertain her and keep her out of trouble. He needs to parent her. Kremy wants no part. Sure he’ll make sure nothing bad happens to the kid if need be, but he doesn’t want to be her parent.

So at first, Kremy’s more like.. a distant uncle that doesn’t really know how to deal with kids. Like Kremy is the sort of guy where a child would bring him a toy cellphone and he’d just stare at it instead of pretend answer it, ya know? She tries to engage with Kremy in play pretend but Kremy just.. doesn’t get it. She tries to play games with Kremy but he only ever engages half heartedly, if at all.

And at a certain point, it kinda starts to eat at Kremy. Because he can absolutely see the heart break on her face when he doesn’t understand the make believe scenario she’s trying to convey. He can see the way her shoulders slump down when he isn’t fully interested in her silly games. He hates the way she shuffles off to go find Gideon when Kremy gets overloaded by the amount of questions she asks and he can’t help but end up snapping… Kremy just. Isn’t good with kids at first.

Kremy can tell it hurts Gideon too.. Gideon’s grown so close to his little girl (which I desperately need to name at some point but I can’t think of a good one. Or even what race she should be) and to see her so dejected because she can’t seem to get any closer to Kremy, it’s painful.

Kremy is… A selfish man, I would say. Selfish in the way that he doesn’t really care about other people. Evident by the way he can and will easily con anyone. He’ll lie and cheat and steal without a second thought. He’s selfish… But only to people he doesn’t give a damn about.

Gideon… Gideon he cares for so much.

So you damn well know Kremy would try to do better.

I imagine it happens in a simple way. They’re stopped in a new town so they can refill on supplies and maybe find the kid a new pair of shoes. She’s been growing fast and her current shoes are starting to get too tight. Walking into a general store, Gideon lets the girls hand go so she can run around on her own and look at what the shop has to offer. She’s off like a shot of lightning, Gideon calling after her to stay in his sight.

They’re perusing the shop, picking out bits and things that they need. Kremy’s talking to the shop keep while Gideon looks through a rack of children’s shoes close by. Kremy sees out of the corner of his eye the kid run up to Gideon, stars in her eyes.

“Can I have this!?” She asks excitedly, holding up a pink shirt with white stitching. “My size! See?!” She says, moving to hold the shirt against her front to show that it indeed does look like it would fit perfectly. Gideon looks to her, seeing her excited and pleading expression and unable to stop himself from checking just how much coin he has.

When he counts it up, a grimace works it’s way across his face. “Ahh.. Maybe not this time sweetheart. Ya really need a new pair a shoes.”

Immediately her face falls, the excitement washing off in an instant. Her arms drop to her sides, the shirt now hanging limp in her grasp. “Oh… Okay…” And just as she turns to go put it back, Kremy just can’t stop himself.

“How ‘bout we just put it on my tab this time, huh?”

She turns back around in an instant, eyes back to shining like diamonds. “Really?! You mean it?” She asks, moving to the counter where Kremy and the shop keep stand.

“Sure. But just the one time, alright?”

She bolts forward, crashing into Kremy’s legs and wrapping her arms around him in a giant hug. “Thank you thank you thank you!” She says happily, almost bouncing with her joy. Normally when she would hug or even touch Kremy, his arms would go up in that “I don’t know this child, why is it touching me” type of way, but this time he sort of just.. awkwardly pats the top of her head.

“Yeah.. Don’t mention it kid.”

She lets go, turning to Gideon, “I wanna put it on now. I wanna wear my pretty pink shirt.” She declares in that way children do. That “I want it so it must be done now” type of way. Gideon just shakes his head, a chuckle in his chest. The shop keep points Gideon to the changing rooms and Gideon leads her back and lets Kremy pay for his items and the shirt.

The shopkeep has this look on his face Kremy can’t quite parse as he tallies up the price. It’s a mix of amusement and fondness Kremy thinks, and it kind of bugs him a bit.

“Something funny, friend?”

The shopkeep glances up from his pad of paper for a moment before his smile grows a bit wider and waves a dismissive hand. “Oh, nothing. I just think it’s lovely to see the types of families that come through here” the man says.

Kremy really doesn’t have anything to say to that.. He doesn’t really know what to say. He just nods and hands over the right amount of coin for what he bought before he heads out of the shop. Kremy takes out a cigarette and lights it as he waits for Gideon and the kid.

It’s not long before his two companions also make their way out of the shop. Gideon carries the loot from the shop while the kid bursts out of the door, wearing a new pair of shoes and her brand new shirt. “Look Kremy! Ain’t I pretty?” She asks, twirling a few times to show off how her shirt billows out a little.

That joy is firmly present in her eyes again. No longer is that water disappointment clouding her expression. She beams brightly, her teeth on full display in her beautiful smile, cheeks fat and round. And all because Kremy bought her a pink shirt. He can’t help but smile back.

“You sure are, doll.”