DHMIS Who Are We? Fanfiction (Includes Red × Duck)

Chapter 4, Pt 3, David ❤️‍🔥🌸👿

(A/N & TW: Hello everyone! I hope you all have a good day!
TW: This part contains slight arguing, memory loss, Aftercare/clean up, pedophobia (fear of children), and crying.)

3rd POV

"What are they doing in there?" Doi asks Iod who is still in the main house while Doi is still in the mirror. Iod holds Ducks handheld mirror and rolld his eyes at Iod.

"They're doing grown up stuff," Iod says monotonely. He reaches to his hair with his other hand and fixes it neatly. "And that's none of your concern. Let them process how they want. They've been through a lot recently."

"I really like my new Dad," Doi smiles, he flaps his hands a few times and looks at Iod. "Don't you?"

"Who?" Iod asks confused.

"Harry!" Doi laughs. "He's so nice to us, he loves us."

Iod frowns, looking away from Doi.

"What's wrong? Aren't you happy?" Doi questions.

"Harry can barley take care of himself, much less us," Iod spits at Doi. Iod looks down. "He won't be able to love us."

"No! No! Your lying! He loves us! He loves me!"

"Don't be foolish! He doesn't want us! No one controls us, no one."

"What about Mommy. . . And Dad?" Doi whispers.

Iod studies Doi carefully. "When we get back to the real world, they will never control us again. No one will," Iod tells Doi.

"But. . . We're still a kid. . ." Doi whispers.

"We're 38 years old, Doi, we need to act like it," Iod hisses.

"Wait. . . H-How long has we been here?" Doi whispers.

"Twenty nine years, 3 months, and 19 days," Iod spins off the top of his head.

"N-No! It can't be that long. . . Has it?" Doi tries to concentrate. "N-no I'm. . ." He counts nine fingers. "We're this many," Doi says, holding up his nine fingers.

Iod shakes his head. "We turned 38 in September. That's how old we were when we died."

"We died. . ." Doi whispers, looking to the side. "I-i don't wanna be old! I don't remember anything!" Iod stays quiet for a while while Doi cried. Finally Iod hushes Doi and he hold his breath to stop himself from crying.

"Do you think. . . we'll ever go back to the real world again?" Iod whispers.

"I know Harry and Robin will get us back home," Doi whispers, "Even if you don't," he finishes coldly.

"Of course you believe that," Iod mumbles to himself.

~Meanwhile~

After about 15 minutes of Duck and Red cuddling, Duck pecks Reds face. "We should probably go out to the other one," Duck whispers.

Red nods. "Okay, let's go clean up."

They make their way to the bathroom, and Red sits on the toilet, cleaning himself up while Duck does the same, putting his clothes back on. Suddenly a thought pops in Reds head and he shoots up.

"Duck! Can I get pregnant here?!" Red shouts.

"What? No!" Duck squawks. "Don't even think Like that, That pesky boy out their is enough. Don't put that idea in my head."

"You don't want kids?"

"No, kids are annoying, and anyway, you probably can't even get pregnant here, so don't worry."

Red goes quiet. He didn't like that Duck didn't want kids. He hoped one day to have kids, a few that were some of his own and that he could love. Doi was his child now, but he wasn't a father to him when he was young, just a friend of the family.

Duck finished up, now a little annoyed about the idea of a child. How would having a child with Harry even work, he wondered, would he have an egg because of me. Nevermind, I hate kids as it is, hopefully Harry doesn't want any anyway.

The two of them walk out into the living room, Iod sitting in Doi's chair. Iod stands up quickly. "Harry, may I talk to you in the kitchen," Iod asks. His eyes dart to Duck and then back to Red, "alone."

Red nods, slightly confused, but follows Iod to the kitchen. Iod sits down in Doi's chair and Red remains standing. Iod clears his throat. "Harry, it has come to my attention that Doi is starting to grow close to you," Iod says.

"Oh--uh, yeah, what about it?" Red asks.

"I need it to stop."

"Wh-what?"

"You can't be his father. That's not your place to do so. He needs to learn to take care of himself," Iod says, he sets the dirty, old batteries down on the table. "The faster he learns, the faster we can leave."

"Iod, you and I both know he's---"

"What?" Iod snaps. "Stupid? Slow?"

"N-no!" Red says quickly.

"He can take care of himself, Harry. The closer you get to him, the harder it'll be later on."

"Iod you know he can't take care of himself! He--He forgets so easily! He doesn't comprehend things like Duck and I. He--"

"He's thirty- eight, despite his slower abilities, he will learn."

"Iod please-- why are you forcing me to stop! You know I would never hurt him! He's like my chi--"

"Exactly the reason this needs to be stopped. I'm not your child. Nor will I ever be. Just stop. You'll just leave. Just like veryone else. And I'll be alone again." Iod goes quiet and Red stares at him gently, taking in what Iod said. Iod then realizes what he said and turns his head away from Red. "Doi. I meant Doi."

"Iod. . ." Red begins.

"Shut up!" Iod cries. "I meant Doi! You know that I meant--"

Red puts his hand on the side of Iods face, turning his head to him so he can look in his eyes. "Iod, you know I love you. You and Doi."

Iods eyes fill with tears. His hand shakely reaches up to Red hand, putting it on top of his and leaning his head into Reds hand. "I'll get Doi back."

"Iod--"

"Our name was Davetta. . . Call me David. That's was our chosen name before we came here," Iod mumbles. "Don't tell Doi."

Red smiles, his hair still pulled back into a pony tail. "Please stay safe David. I'm always here for you."

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