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Time With You

Gator Tillman x fem!oc

Flufftober 2024

Gator and Daphne get their kids ready for Halloween.

Gator dug around in the pantry, trying to recall where he had hidden the last bag of Halloween candy that they had purchased for their trick or treaters. They were going to leave it out on their porch, but they would be gone.

It was already pitch black outside, the stars hidden behind thick clouds as the wind blew heavily against the house. He didn’t see how anyone would be out, as thick snowflakes had already begun to flutter down against the windows. Hopefully it wouldn’t get too bad as they still needed to make their way up to the school.

He yelped when he caught wind of her in the reflection of the window, his hand falling to his chest as his heart momentarily stopped. The bag of candy almost went flying before he roughly gripped it to his chest, keeping it safe. He breathed in deeply, trying to get his pulse back to normal as Piper stared up at him curiously.

“What are you again?” He asked as he took a big gulp, tilting his head before he bent so he could see her better. She reached her hands out, giving his fingers a little squeeze as he examined her.

“Coraline, daddy!” She reminded him, her brown hair hidden away underneath a blue wig. He had been selected to go back and braid her hair earlier, after she claimed that her mother hadn’t done it in the right way. He didn’t mind. He took longer to do it as he relied on how it felt for the most part.

Daphne waddled her way in a second later, hand brushing over her swollen belly before she held the yellow raincoat out towards Piper. She jumped in joy, giggling as she slid it on over his shoulders. He was still confused. “Right,” He nodded his head as he blinked in confusion, “Who is that again?” He whispered towards Daphne, not wanting to earn another eye roll from his daughter. She had accused him of being uncool a week ago, as he didn’t know who someone named Jojo was. He still didn’t.

“We watched the movie last week, remember?” She hummed as Noah ran in after her. He was still only partially dressed, only in his socks and undies. She lifted him gently onto the chair, then began to brush her fingers through Noah’s hair again to get it slicked back, “The one with the talking cat.” She stated as she glanced at him.

“Oh, that one.” He wrinkled his eyes in confusion, trying to remember which movie that had been. They were watching Hocus Pocus tonight, so it couldn’t be that one. Or maybe it was, but he didn’t recall anyone dressing like Piper was.

“Do you know who I am?” Knox spoke up, giving his hand a little tug from his weak side. His messy hair was hidden underneath a red hat and he looked completely different than his twin sister did.

“Hm,” He smiled as he picked up Knox, getting a little giggle from the six year old, “I think you’re a firefighter?” He questioned slowly, like he wasn’t quite sure. He’d grown to become quite fascinated with them recently.

“Yeah!” He grinned from ear to ear, adjusting the little hat on the top of his head. Gator thought of the last run in he’d had with firefighters, how they’d beaten his team at the baseball game they’d thrown together.

“They’re cool, I guess.” He teased as he gave Knox’s cheek a little kiss, frowning at the way his expression fell.

“You guess?” He asked, tone broken as a look of disappointment spread over his features. Gator felt his heart break that time, not meaning to offend him.

“I mean they are. They’re so cool. The best.” He encouraged him, giving him another bounce until he was beaming again. Sometimes he forgot how soft and sensitive his son was, but he wasn’t bothered by it. He just didn’t want to hurt his feelings.

“I can put out fires!” He continued on, holding onto Gator tightly as he carried him into the living room, “Like Pokey.” He stated, trying to drop his head against Gator’s but being unable to do so with his hat.

“You mean Smokey?” He asked with a little laugh, ensuring that there were no hard toys on the couch before he sat them down. Knox thought it over for a moment before he nodded his head.

“Yeah, him too.” He replied, wiggling over as Piper crawled up on Gator’s other side. He winced at the feeling of her sharp knees against his side before he relaxed, situating her better.

“I’m ready to go.” She stated, bearing Daphne’s smile as she pressed her fingers against his zipper on his chest. Daphne and him had allowed the kids to pick out their costumes this year, which had been Minion onesies. He looked like a joke, but he thought it would be good. No one would recognize him. Daphne always told him that, but he didn’t quite believe it. Or he was just paranoid.

“As soon as Noah is ready.” He reminded her, adjusting her wig on her head so it wasn’t so lopsided. He wondered how long she’d stay in the wig and considering she hadn’t taken it off yet, he supposed she’d be in it for the next few weeks.

“He’s slow.” She whined, giving him a dramatic shake before she began to kick her arms and legs out. He held onto her stomach, keeping her from falling onto the floor.

Piper got along fine with Knox, probably because they shared the womb. And Knox also got along well with Noah. But Noah and Piper did not get along, not at all. Possibly because they were so close in age, or because they were so similar. At times it was like they enjoyed making each other mad.

“Be nice,” He chuckled softly as one of her wild limbs fell against his bad side, “It goes on for a long time anyways.” He blinked his sore eye a few times, not that it would do much good. He couldn’t see shit from it anyways.

“But I really want candy.” She replied as she clicked her yellow boots together. He laughed, sitting forward so she could plop her feet onto the ground again.

“I do too,” Knox nodded his head in agreement, “But I can wait.” He added, smiling brightly as he hugged onto Gator’s arm tighter. He rubbed his back gently, glad that at least one of them was patient.

“Okay,” Daphne’s voice carried in through the kitchen, her footsteps filling the room before being overpowered by Noah’s loud steps on the floor, “He has a surprise for you.” She added as she leaned behind the couch, tapping his head so Gator would look in the right direction.

“Daddy, I you!” Noah proclaimed proudly, holding his little hands on his hips. His dark hair was slicked back and he wore a pair of camo pants and a black sweatshirt. Attached to his wrist was a toy leash, linked to a stuffed german shepherd.

Penny had come into their lives two months ago, a former detection dog that had apparently been too aggressive to be adopted as Daphne had claimed. He had argued with her at first because of the danger towards their kids and because he didn’t need a service dog. He was fine on his own. But she had convinced him that Penny was neither a danger or here to help him. Even though she flocked to his side.

And she had yet to be aggressive, although she did get pretty intense when she caught wind that he had popped one of his nightly gummies into his mouth. He had tried to become sneaky with it, but she always knew.

“Cool,” He grinned, feeling flattered as he knelt down to get a better look at him. He looked just like Gator too, just like Knox did. More often than not, people assumed they were twins. Or that they were all triplets, “You look even more handsome than I do.” He added, kissing his flushed cheek.

“Isn’t it sweet?” Daphne cooed, giving Noah’s shoulder a little squeeze as she fluttered her eyelashes multiple times. She had been fairly emotional this time around, or maybe she was also thinking about how he had missed out on her last pregnancy and delivery. He still felt a lot of guilt about that.

“Hormones?” He questioned, holding his arm out as Noah snuggled up to his side. He buried his face into the crook of his neck, his nose cold against his skin.

“They’re a bitch.” She spit out as she gently dabbed her fingertips at her eyes, trying not to mess up her mascara. Her red hair was braided out of her face, her bangs covering her eyebrows as she took a deep breath.

“Bad word,” Knox said, his brown eyes widening, “Did you hear that?” He turned towards Piper, covering his mouth with his hands as he giggled.

“I apologize.” Daphne said sincerely, her plump lips pressing into a smile. She was wearing a burgundy color on her lips, the one that he loved so much.

“Uh uh, that’s a dollar!” Piper shook her head, holding her hands on her hips in a similar manner that Daphne did when she was sassing someone. His girls were too similar to one another.

“Pay it up,” He teased along with the kids, giving Noah another kiss on his head. Years ago he had been terrified that he wouldn’t bond with his youngest while had been locked away. He was glad that wasn’t true, “And then we can go.”

“How much is a dollar?” Noah questioned as Gator worked on getting his winter jacket on him, then carefully sliding his orange mittens onto his fingers.

“One hundred pennies.” He hummed softly, double checking to make sure his boots were tightly laced before they went outside. Noah preferred to be barefoot and in as little clothes as possible, but it was far too cold for that.

“How much is a penny?” He piped up next, eyebrows furrowing together in curiosity. He met Noah’s big brown eyes, unsure of how to answer him.

“Uh,” He stalled for a second, “You know, your mom was better at math than I was.” He said with a little laugh, holding the door open for them. He met Daphne’s eye, sending her a sly wink as she adjusted her yellow hat on top of her head.

“Mommy!” Noah exclaimed, reaching for her free hand as Knox occupied her other hand. He began to ramble the question off again, speaking too fast to allow her to actually answer.

“Funny,” She teased Gator, rolling her pretty blue eyes, “Let’s go get some candy.” She replied as she walked them out the door, ensuring that they were all out before she unlocked the car.

“You sure you’re okay to walk around?” He asked her seriously, knowing she’d been more exhausted here lately. She only had a few more weeks left, just under a month. He was nervous.

“I’m pregnant, not broken,” She grinned as she kissed his cheek, “But thank you.” She walked down the steps slowly, accepting Piper’s outstretched hand so she didn’t trip again.

“Maybe we’ll have twins again,” He smirked, bidding Penny a quick goodbye before he locked the door, “Or triplets.” There was supposedly just one little baby nesting there, but he wouldn’t mind more. Their names were still a work in process as they had decided to wait until they officially met their baby this time.

“You really do think you’re funny,” She shook her head as she opened the car door, “I’m very amused.” She added, holding a hand out to help the twins inside.

“Daddy is funny.” Noah added a second later, beaming from ear to ear as he glanced back at him. He chuckled as he picked him up, accepting his little hug. He buried his nose against Gator’s neck again, his nose even colder from the breeze that continued to hit them.

“Thank you,” He grinned proudly as he worked on getting him buckled into his car seat, “Does everyone remember what to say?” He looked at all of them, shifting a bit so he could see the buckles better.

“Treat please!” Noah stretched his legs out happily, clapping his hands together as a bright smile spread across his lips again.

“You didn’t say it right.” Piper said quickly, looking at him surprised. Knox shrugged his shoulders.

“I think he said it close enough.” Daphne spoke up from the driver’s seat, shifting it back and forth until she was comfortable. Piper scoffed.

“But it wasn’t right,” She corrected, “It’s trick or treat.” She told Noah, looking at him expectantly as Gator successfully got the buckles tightened around his little tummy.

“Uh,” The little boy turned towards Gator again, eyes wide, “Trick or treat!” He said instead, giggling in joy. He chuckled as he bent over to kiss the top of his head, glad that he didn’t take anything to heart.

“That’s better.” Piper nodded as she turned her attention back towards Knox, looking proud of her younger sibling for once. The dirt crunched underneath his feet as he took a step back, gently shutting the door.

“How much candy do you think you’ll get?” Daphne asked, waiting until he was buckled up before she began to back out of the rocky driveway. He turned in the seat again, spinning around as far as he could so he could get a good look at the kids.

“This much!” Knox exclaimed as he held out his arms as far as they would go, almost bumping his hand into Piper and Noah’s faces. He usually had to sit in the middle to keep the other two from fighting.

“That’s a lot,” Gator grinned at him, “Are you going to share?” He teased, knowing that he’d get candy even if he wanted to or not. He supposed that was the good thing about them having a bedtime still.

“Maybe.” Knox stated bashfully, giggling as he brought his hands back up to his cheeks. Gator assumed that meant no.

“I share!” Noah said, kicking his feet around wildly, “It’s nice!” He nodded his head eagerly, looking at the other two like he expected them to agree with him. They were all cute.

“I’ll have more candy than you.” Piper stated, instantly beginning to frown as Noah wrinkled up his nose and began to snort like a piggy. It was his new favorite comeback, although Gator had no idea what it meant. Just that it annoyed his sister to no end.

“We’re going to have a lot of fun anyways.” Daphne spoke up as she looked in the rearview mirror, locking eyes with Piper for a moment.

“And you always have to pay the candy fee,” Gator added as he locked eyes with each of his children, ensuring that they stayed curious while he spoke, “Otherwise the goblins will getcha.” He added, laughing as the three of them began to shriek. They’d probably end up crammed into his and Daphne’s bed for the rest of the week, but it was worth it.

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