I could be wrong due to fic juggle, but I don't think he know's she's a cape.Edit: I wonder if Danny will go to the cops or the Protectorate? And what hell even tell them...
On the other hand, just googling Arachne might turn up Hellhound, aka Rachel Lindt, dog person extraordinare. This... Probably wasn't the way Taylor was hoping her dad would find out about things.
What do you know, teenagers finally getting attention they appreciate make reckless decisions.
I'm surprised by the lack of chase though.
I could be wrong due to fic juggle, but I don't think he know's she's a cape.
Bite 3.6
I paused, the stairs creaking as Dad stood up. He looked like a mess. "Taylor," he said. "What are you doing?"
He sounded like he knew, and I said. "You can't stop me."
"Yes I can. You're my daughter. Yes I can." The second time he said it, his voice raised all the way almost into a shout as he stepped forward. "Go up to your room."
Bugs were already gathering, and I had them fly out in front of him. He took a step back, almost tripping over his own feet, his eyes red and hard as I began to walk towards the door.
Then he stepped forward, right as I gathered a few bees. They buzzed in front of him, and he stopped, realizing that this was something off. Something wrong.
"Taylor?" he asked, again.
"I'm leaving," I said, and my words seemed to echo in the swarm of bees I had, in a way I hadn't expected. "I'll call you. But this isn't right, and it isn't fair. You're not going to give it a chance, and I…"
I trailed off, not sure what to say. The decision had come fast, but it felt like this had been building up for a long time. I'd been withdrawing from Dad, and him from me, for way too long to stop now.
"Bye."
"Taylor!" he yelled, but didn't step towards me, didn't stop me as I threw the door open and stormed out into the night.
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A/N: Thanks to @NemoMarx.
I could be wrong due to fic juggle, but I don't think he know's she's a cape.
Edit: I wonder if Danny will go to the cops or the Protectorate? And what he'll even tell them... "My daughter is a cape and ran away from home with her girlfriend who's a bad influence. No, I don't know her name or her address..."
He just saw enough to confirm she was a parahuman, an internet search will quickly lead to the rest of the details
Oh no, Taylor's relationship with dear old dad is sliding into the gutter D: Also she needs to spend time with people who aren't Rachel, she's slowly forgetting her more human reactions. But the budding romance is very cute.
Also she needs to spend time with people who aren't Rachel, she's slowly forgetting her more human reactions.
I didn't know why it felt so vital, but I just wanted to get to her.
"Can I have one, maybe? Or two. I don't want to ruin my diet," I said.
And I don't know how I'd get through three or four days without her, let alone the rest of my life.
"Well, for the next two years, I'll need to. I have school."
"Fuck it," Rachel said.
"I can't just--"
"Get a GED or whatever," Rachel said, and then, her voice a little lower. "You're really fucking smart." She sounded odd when she said that, vulnerable in a way I sorta understood. I knew that she sometimes felt that people with more education were mocking her. But I'd never do that.
"I mean," I said, staring at her. The truth was, I hadn't really thought about dropping out of high school. At least, not seriously. It just wasn't a thing that was done, even if you were going to get a GED. Because that's what people did: you went to high school for four years, and then you went to college.
But her charm didn't seem to work on Rachel, so maybe Lisa had given up on trying.
"So I'd rather help you," Lisa said. "Both of you. You're good for each other and--"
"Bullshit. What's your game?" Rachel asked, looking frustrated.
"My game is simple. I don't want Arachne here to be unhappy. I think you help each other. I suspect she'd be in a far worse place if she hadn't found you," Lisa said. "Am I not allowed to have feelings?"
"I admit I'm suspicious too."
"Well, I'm helping you now. My advice is that if you're trying to go straight, find a way to make everything that Rachel did look nicer." Lisa frowned, "Maybe play up the dog angle? Caring for dogs is pretty popular, as long as you ignore…"
No, I was actually genuinely curious why you thought so and etc, etc?
Edit: I wonder if Danny will go to the cops or the Protectorate? And what he'll even tell them... "My daughter is a cape and ran away from home with her girlfriend who's a bad influence. No, I don't know her name or her address..."
On the other hand, just googling Arachne might turn up Hellhound, aka Rachel Lindt, dog person extraordinaire. This... Probably wasn't the way Taylor was hoping her dad would find out about things.
Also she needs to spend time with people who aren't Rachel, she's slowly forgetting her more human reactions.
I think the biggest item for me has been the "baring teeth" references and internalizing some of Rachel's reactions to people smiling, though I think those have actually gone down with time myself. They seemed more prevalent shortly after they really started hanging together a lot until she caught herself doing it. I don't know that I would really say she's forgetting her human reactions over time as a result, particularly given that she noted Lisa forgetting just in this chapter.
3.08 said:"Sore and rich," Bitch spoke. I glanced at her and saw her grinning. It was disquieting. I'd only ever seen her sullen and hostile, so any smile would be kind of creepy. It was worse than that. Hers was the kind of smile you'd see from someone who had never seen one before and was trying to replicate one from what they'd read in books. Too many teeth showing, I suppressed a shiver and focused on the work.
I can promise with total honesty that she'll be interacting with quite a few people who aren't Bitch in the near future.
Technically speaking, there's two parts to Rachels socialization stuff. Firstly, her brain is tweaked to replace some social processing and whatever. This is the part that's obvious enough that even Lisa noticed it. (Interestingly, this doesn't mean that Rachel can't smile. She still remembers that they're a thing, and in canon she even uses one to express happiness! Just uh, really badly.)
Secondly, she hasn't needed it in a long time, and she's built up a persona that doesn't require it. She's gruff and rough around the edges and she uses her fists more than her words, and if she thinks someone's mocking her she doesn't try to work out if that's true or not, she escalates to threatening them or fighting.
The latter is more relevant for bleeding into Tay, I think. Shard shenanigans aren't contagious, but habits and patterns and other social stuff spread pretty fast, yes?
You're talkin' swapping bodies, walk a mile in each other shoes, maybe dynamic reversals when Taylor's all strong now? I love it, it's in the movie!Random silly fanfiction-of-a-fanfiction idea.
Rachel and Taylor, Wolf Spider, Freaky Friday.
You're talkin' swapping bodies, walk a mile in each other shoes, maybe dynamic reversals when Taylor's all strong now? I love it, it's in the movie!
You're talkin' swapping bodies, walk a mile in each other shoes, maybe dynamic reversals when Taylor's all strong now? I love it, it's in the movie!
That would be interesting to see how Rachel acts when the 'doggy-goggles' are lifted from her eyes. Would she like it or would she want to go back?