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Bending down, Eddie scoops the boy up, settling him on his hip with a swing. He jostles him playfully before focusing back on Ana.
“This is Theo,” he says, feeling Theo tilt his head against the crook of his neck at the sound of his name. “He joined pre-k here in May, didn’t you?”
Eddie brushes a clump of hair out of Theo’s eyes, tucking it behind his ear. It springs back to place immediately, unrestrained and uncontrolled. He really is due a haircut, but any time he or Buck mention it, Theo’s arms fly up to protect his hair like they’re going to hack away at it right there and then.
“Yes,” Theo says, voice lispy and a little shy as he blinks at Ana. “Are you a teacher?”
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16 May 2026
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“Eddie! Eddie, hey, hi. Sorry. Theo, don’t touch that! Don’t touch that! Ah, frick. He’s - - he’s touching it.”
“Is everything okay?”
“No. No. I’m - - locked out. Theo is locked in. Well - - he locked himself in. Accidentally. I think. I’m pretty sure. Anyway, I need your key. I need your key really fast. Theo! Buddy. Please. Don’t eat that. That’s not for eating. Theo. Theo. Don’t - -” Buck lets out a loaded, patient breath. “Ideally as fast as you can.”
Or, Theo locks Buck out. Eddie comes to the rescue.
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14 May 2026
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“A star?” he whispered.
Eddie nodded slowly. “Yeah.”
“A silver one?”
“Yes.”
Theo turned to Buck, whispering louder. “Buck.”
“I know.”
“Buck.”
“Yeah.”
“He has a star.”
Buck’s expression shifted before he could stop it. Pride first. Then something warmer underneath, something Eddie did not have the emotional bandwidth to inspect too closely.
“I know,” Buck said softly.
Then, because Buck had apparently decided Eddie didn’t deserve to survive dinner, he added, “Eddie’s kind of a big deal.”
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13 May 2026
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“I have loved you,” Buck said, “across fires, floods, earthquakes, mistaken identities, one brief period where everyone believed I was a secret prince, and the unfortunate week when you were cursed by a jealous botanist.”
Eddie’s mind snagged. “A what?”
“But even if all that vanished,” Buck continued fiercely, “even if every memory burned away, I would love you still. In this life. In the next. In whatever strange world dares to separate us and call itself real.”
or Eddie wakes up in a telenovela coma dream
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