Author's Note: BEWARE! I DIDN'T EDIT THIS BUT I WILL EDIT IT SOON
I JUST WANTED TO PUBLISH IT ON TIME AND I DON'T HAVE A WORKING COMPUTER WHERE I AM
I know, I have to do all your guy's great requests but it's fathers day and Jim deserves happiness mostly because I'm going to torment the shit out of him in this book....
Anyways, just a quick holiday special!
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Summary: It's Father's day. The thought might be sudden but two certain people just can't stop realizing how close they are to one another
Rating: K
Characters: Jim, Blinky
Requested By: Me
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Clear skies had greeted Arcadia on a fine day, the sun let it's rays light upon the small town and brightened it in a warm touch. People woke with smiles, some still slept beneath the covers, but Jim had let out mournful groan before closing his blinds away from the sun and draping the large cloth over his lanky body as his face pressed into the pillow.
It was the weekend so he had no need to pull himself from bed anyways. Maybe I can hide under here all day. Jim thought as his limbs spread out against the softness of his bed. However, a knock on his bedroom door echoed into his room, causing another groan scrape against his throat. He didn't want to see anyone. Maybe Blinky if anyone, for some reason, one creature had made him felt welcome where ever he stepped. That Troll had brought up his courage.
His thoughts were no longer in process as another knock was heard.
"Jim, honey, I tried making more breakfast before I go to work." Barbara called out as she peeled open the door. Screw the thought of hiding.
"I'm fine mom, I'm not that hungry right now." He said, he still hid beneath the covers, only the top of his messy hair stuck out.
"I know you aren't a fan of today but, you should at least get up." His mom was right, he hated today. It was Father's day and you could instantly figure out why he loathed such a day. Why celebrate a man that kisses his own-
"Jim." His mother sighed, cutting his thoughts off. The boy peaked out one blue eye and made quick eye contact with his mother.
"Okay," He said in defeat. "I'll be down in a bit." His face pressed back into his pillow. Barbara couldn't help but let a chuckle before her hand found his untided locks and her fingers drug through the tangled strands of hair.
"Why not hang with Toby today? He doesn't celebrate Father's day. Do what you always have done."
"Can't." Jim flopped over, now laying on his back and sighing up into the ceiling. "He has something to do with his Nana."
"What about Claire? You two seem to be getting pretty close." Barbara teased as Jim's face burned.
"She still has her father, Mom." Saying no more, Barbara kissed her son's temple before standing up.
"Well, do whatever you want, but nothing illegal again." She added and stepped out from his room. Jim made no eye contact with the door but once he heard it slam, he groaned and threw the blanket over his head once more, the cloth draping over and tracing his figure.
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"Blinkous! Where is the fleshbags?!" Vendel called out as he caught up to the minuscule troll.
"Ah, I was afraid you were going to conjure up some question about their whereabouts." Vendel sighed. "They are celebrating today with their fathers. I heard it is an ancient tradition where they devote part of their day to celebrate their father." Blinky had been walking through Trollmarket for the day, at a loss of what to do. He knew that Tobias and Master Jim had not cared for such a holiday but he assumed they were just as busy or spending the day with one another.
"They are in need of training." Vendel said simply.
"I know that. Sadly, they are going to miss today's training." The leader Troll let out a growl before stepping away from him and letting him do whatever he was doing before. Everyone had been equally bored since there had been nothing interesting to do today. Blinky continued to walk through the Market as his body slumped.
What was he going to do today? If anything, visiting Master Jim was becoming very appealing. After all, he was growing fond of the kid. That boy somehow caused those around him to instantly take a liking to him. Well some had loathed him. Blinky had heard of the occasional issues at school with a man named Steve but like his trainer had mentioned, this Steve was merely jealous.
Yet, there was more than just a liking when Blinky thought of his relationship with the human. In fact, Blinky had grown rather protective of him, he hated when Jim was hurt or kidnapped. He would do anything for Jim, even die for him. If anything, after being told of James Lake Sr. a man who had left Master Jim and hurt the poor boy, Blinky had grown mad and had the constant thought of finding the heartless man and grabbing him by the ear before letting out a pool of curse words. Yet, he couldn't for a countless amount of reasons. The main one was being a troll.
The boy, who was part of a species that were hated against Trolls, meant everything to Blinky. If he could, or if he was allowed to accept such a mantle, he would gladly say that Master Jim was more than some Trollhunter or master.
He was Blinky's son. Jim had no clue that he indeed had a father, even if they weren't related, not even close, but when Blinky had been around him, he would bite his tongue before saying the three letter word that Jim was never called by a man.
All those times he would think: YEAH! That's my son! Or the occasional: Leave him alone! That's my son! The word son was always used in Blinkous's thoughts. Jim didn't know it but to be honest, Blinky was scared - yes scared - he was frightened that he would receive rejection that he wasn't like a father to Jim.
He liked the thought of secretly adopting Jim, so ruining it was not a plan.
"Blinky?" A familiar voice called out, knocking him from his thoughts. His rectangular head turned to face the person who called him. Jim.
"Ah, Master Jim!" Blinky said excitedly. "How are you on this fine day and why am I seeing you down here? You have a break today." Hopefully you're here for me. Blinky muttered in his thoughts.
Jim looked down at his feet. "Everyone was busy today. Since I have nothing to do, I decided to come visit you." He mumbled. Blinky smiled and rested on of his hands on Jim's shoulder and another one wrapped on his arm.
"I'm glad you had thought of me." He joked.
"Blinky... I have something to ask you." Jim muttered once again. Blinky was suddenly curious. Why was he acting so shy for? What was he going to ask?
"Ask away my boy." Blinky said.
"W-will you c-celebrate," Jim cleared his throat. "Will you celebrate F-father's day with me?" He looked up at the many eyes that grew wide at the question.
"Odd question," Blinky said simply, he felt the boy tense under him. Blinky remained calm, even though his insides flipped. Did Jim really think of him as a father!? "Isn't this day meant for Fathers? I know you are currently lacking one."
"I-I know." The boy kept his contact on Blinky. "That's why I asked you." he added. This time Blinky went rigged. YES! I THINK I'M A FATHER!
"M-master Jim." Blinky said breathlessly. "You're giving me the honor t-to-"
Jim took in a shaky breath. "Blinky, ever since you gave me that Vespa for my birthday, and actually kept your promise that you would build it with me. I always thought of you as a father. You're more than my trainer, you're my dad and I was kinda hoping that you would spend today with me because... well, I think of you more as a father than my real one."
Blinky stayed silent, shocked at the speech. However, Jim took it as a negative answer.
"I-it's okay if you don't want to, you probably d-don't think of me as a son to you. T-thanks for listening tho-" His words caught in his throat as he felt four stone arms wrap around him gently, the troll holding him close, and were those tears wetting his sweatshirt?
"I'm honored Master Jim." The troll pulled back. Jim gasped. He was crying. "You have no idea how long I've been waiting to hear those words from you. In fact, I had always called you my son in secret." Blinky kept two arms around the boy, pressing him into his side.
Jim couldn't stop smiling. This was the biggest smile he ever shared - minus when he was with Claire.
"Of course, I would love to spend the day with you." Blinky led Jim around TrollMarket with a equally large smile that spreaded his lips. "I have always thought of calling you son, mind if I do it?" The Troll asked and Jim let out a laugh.
"Of course Blink. As long as I can call you my dad." Blinky shared a laugh before rubbing his hand in Jim's hair, causing the sixteen-year-old to let out a laugh before playfully pushing his hand away.
"Of course, son." Blinky said. The word felt comfortable to speak.
"Thanks for being my dad," Jim mumbled. "If I knew you were so happy to be such a big part of my life, I would have gotten you something."
"Don't worry about it my boy. I already have a great gift for my first Father's day." Jim looked at him in confusion. "You." Jim's face twisted from confusion to a large grin once again before his small arms wrapped around the Troll again. Blinky couldn't help but share the hug with his son, and he cared less about how long they stood like that - even the weird looks he received from the other Trolls.
This was the best Father's day ever!
I just had to. It killed me when Blinky called Jim his son in season 3.
I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR THAT DREAMWORKS! WHY PUT IT IN SO LATE AND PLAY WITH MY HEART LIKE THAT!
Anyways, he deserves a Father.... poor Jim.
I'll write more soon! Adios! I KNOW THESE ARE REALLY SHORT ONE-SHOTS!
Wonderland OUT!