We're Here Kid

The End... For Now

~Shinso's pov~

I slowly wake up, sitting up and rubbing my eyes lazily, dropping a stuffed octopus on the floor as I sit up and yawn.

The hell...? I think, then notice I'm in a onesie. Now it makes sense, I was in my little space.

I slowly stand and walk to my closet, grabbing an oversized hoodie and some sweatpants, and change out of the onesie into the heavy outfit.

I walk out of my room to the living room, seeing both of my... my dads laying on the couch asleep.

I walk to the kitchen to complete my original task: getting some damn coffee.

As I sip on my newly made caffeinated beverage, I see Mic... Papa, sit up and slowly get off of Dad, who's still dead asleep on the couch.

He looks over at me and smiles gently, walking over and making himself a cup of coffee as well.

"I still haven't forgotten about the thing I needed to tell you." He says softly, taking a sip before going wide eyed. "Holy shit that's strong."

I chuckle. "Yeah, that's how I like my coffee." I say, then get back  on topic.

"What I've learned is that if something needs to be said or done, do it while you're in the mindset of doing it, otherwise you'll just procrastinate and avoid doing it."

He nods. "Yeah, I know that, but this isn't exactly something that's easy to say, especially when you've never had good outcomes with telling someone this piece of information."

"Alright, is this about your sexuality or identity?" I ask, having been in that position before.

"Yeah... My identity." He starts. "Look, I'm not a cisgender male, I was born female."

"Oh. I mean, yeah, you sort of pinged my transceiver." I say. "And why would I care what you were born as if it isn't who you actually are?"

He smiles widely and nods. "Thank you, Kiddo, you have no idea how much that means to me."

I nod. "I mean, you already know I'm Genderfluid, so yeah, I don't know why you'd think I'd take it the wrong way."

He chuckles. "Fair point Shinso. Now, let's finish this coffee before it gets cold."

"Can I help finish that pot?" I hear a gruff voice ask.

"I don't know if I made it strong enough to your liking, but sure." I say, making him a cup as he walks over.

He takes the cup and sips on his coffee, his eyes widening slightly. "Jeez, that's strong, even for me."

They both look at me, slightly concerned as I drink my coffee with a straight face. "... What?" I ask slightly defensively.

"If it's strong for even me, I'm concerned as to how strong is 'normal coffee' for you." Dad says.

I shrug. "It's either constantly be in hibernation or drink coffee, so I choose my caffeinated beverage." I finish my first cup and pour a second.

They stare for a moment before choking down the rest of their coffee, then taking my already half empty cup away.

"We're getting your sleep schedule fixed so you don't make your heart explode." Papa says.

I groan. "No fair, I like my navy strong coffee."

"Too bad, you've had enough for today. Go sit on the couch, we're gonna play a game or something." He says.

I grumble as I walk to the couch and sit down, grabbing the remote and flipping through channels without looking at what's on.

They soon join me with Monopoly in Papa's hands, causing me to smirk.

"You guys are so screwed if we're playing that." I say, cracking my knuckles.

Dad smirks at me. "We'll see about that." He says, setting up the board.

"I an very uncomfortable with the energy we've created in the studio today." Papa says.

"No memes allowed, that's a loud blonde club meeting thing." I say.

Two hours later, I've caused Papa to go bankrupt and rage quit, and Dad is close to losing, too.

He lands on boardwalk, which has a hotel on it, causing me to smirk and chuckle in victory.

"Well played Shinso." He says, standing and walking over to me. I stand, too, and shake his hand.

While we're shaking hands, he pulls me under his arm and rubs his knuckles into my cranium.

"Gotcha." He says while I squirm, trying to get out of his grip.

I remember a move he taught me and jump up, flipping my legs over his shoulder and behind him, slipping out of his grasp and effectively knocking the both of over.

"I see you remembered that one." He says, laying there.

I nod. "Yeah, never thought that one would come in handy." I say, sprawled out on the floor and panting.

"Damn, I'm out of shape." I say, realizing just how fucked up my body is.

He sits up and looks at me. "Hey, we'll work on getting your strength back up, and meat on those bones." He reassures me, causing me to smile slightly and nod.

If this is what the rest of my life is like, there's no way in hell I'd ever change it...