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From behind his back, Chris reveals his old, ratty Superman logo shirt. It’s way too small for him now, but, for some reason, he’s never thrown it away.
“This shirt has superpowers,” he whispers to Theo. "It keeps all the bad dreams away. It doesn’t fit me anymore, but I don’t want all the superpowers to go to waste. Do you think maybe you could look after it for me?”
Theo nods emphatically. “Yes,” he whispers. He looks up at him, his tiny face sure and determined. “I can do it, Chris.”
Or, Theo has nightmares. Chris works a hand-me-down shirt-shaped miracle.
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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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06 May 2026
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The kid claps a hand over his mouth. His eyes are huge and sparkling with something that looks like excitement or mischief, probably both.
"Sorry, sorry," he whispers loudly. Then he leans forward, like he's about to share a secret. "You're a hunk, right?"
Buck chokes on nothing. "I. What?"
"A hunk," the kid repeats. "You know, a hunk."
"I..." Buck has no idea what's happening. "Sure? I guess? I mean, I've been told... I work out sometimes—"
"Perfect!" The kid is already digging around in his backpack. He pulls out a slightly crumpled rectangle of cardstock and presents it to Buck with great ceremony. "This is for you."
It's a handmade card written in crayon, blue crayon. The handwriting is careful but wobbly, the letters all different sizes.
My dad likes boys and is single. He is a HERO and fights fires like Superman. He is a hunk. If intrested, please contact Chris Diaz.
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18 Jan 2026
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This is the cutest thing I have ever read in my life
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“What are you talking about?” Maddie’s voice asks, slightly tinny.
The door struggles to open behind him and he drops the phone.
“Mads,” he says, panic slinking into every syllable. “I—I think—“
“Buck, come out,” Bobby says. “Please, baby.”
Buck’s stomach turns and he shakes his head. No, absolutely not. That—crime against humanity is what that is. As if lunch hadn’t been traumatizing enough.
“Was that Bobby?” Maddie’s voice is distant but rightfully alarmed.
“Something’s wrong with them,” Buck yells down at the phone. “I—I know I said I can get anyone to fall in love with me but this is not what I meant!”
or, the 118 gets dosed with a love potion.
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“That’s it?” Buck laughs. “You pulled out the big guns to ask me if I’d go to a baseball game with you?”
“You don’t like baseball,” Eddie says.
“I like you,” Buck reminds him.
Buck and Eddie go to a Dodgers game and end up on the Kiss Cam.
Bookmarked by bubblesandbowties
13 Dec 2025