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(Hello hello! So this was requested by Ronniewritesinatree , and I hope you like it, I made it as fluffy as possible:))
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,,We won't be long, alright? An hour max!''
,,Don't worry about it, we'll be alright! Right, Y/N?''
,,Yeah!''
,,Alright, see ya in a bit!''
,,See ya!''
,,Bye!''
It was a warm fall afternoon, Soda and Pony were still in school, and Mr. and Mrs. Curtis went to go grocery shopping, as it's one of the few days, where Mr. Curtis had the day off.
Darry only had school until 12 PM, and, as a 15 year old, actually wanted to hang out with his friends, but when his mom asked him to look after his baby sister Y/N, he couldn't say no. I mean, have you looked at her? She might already be five years old, but she still has those cute, puffy baby cheeks, that Darry adores to death.
,,Darry?''
,,Hm?''
,,I drew something for you.''
,,For me?''
,,Yes, do you like it?''
Y/N handed Darry a painting, and he could decipher (it was a bit wobbly) that it was the two of them dancing, a few music notes surrounding them.
,,I love it! Am I right if I say, that I think you drew the two of us dancing?''
,,It was supposed to be dad, but you two look so similar, so...Do you say, it goes both ways?''
Y/N had an adorable confused look on her face, trying to figure out, if her sentence was worded right. As she continued to think, with the tip of her tongue out, Darry quickly went to the next best mirror, the closest one being the bathroom.
As he looked into the mirror, he did notice some similarities: The face shape and his eyes, though his father's were of brown colour, they still give away the same stern and serious looks Darry could give with his icy blues.
,,You look beautiful!''
,,What?''
,,You look beautiful!''
,,You look beautiful, too, princess.''
,,I know, but you look even more beautiful!''
Smiling at Y/N, he took her by her hand back into the living toom, and up to the old record player. It was long overdue for the Curtis family to buy a new one, as the current one was mostly scratchy 9/10.
,,You know how it works, right?''
,,I think so...?''
,,Try it out! I'll help ya, if you don't know something.''
Hesitantly trying to work it out, Y/N managed to get the recorder spinning, turning the volume up, and the sounds of ,,(I wanna be) Your teddy bear'' by Elvis Presley filled the room. Despite Darry being an Elvis fan, ,,(I wanna be) Your teddy bear'' was his least favourite, but when he saw Y/N's enthralled reaction, he couldn't help but smile, once again, because she was just too cute.
,,Dawwy?''
,,Hm?''
,,Do you know how to dance?''
,,Little bit, yeah. Why?''
,,Can you teach me?''
If Darry hasn't somehow melted with how cute his baby sister was being (she knew she doesn't have to, but she just loves his reaction! And attention, hehe~;)), he probably did now.
,,Alright, let me show you.''
,,Yes!''
Moving the living room table closer to the couch, Darry positioned himself and Y/N into the middle of the living room, taking her hands in his.
,,So, listen closely, alright?''
,,Alright.''
,,So, if I put my left foot forward, or as you see it, my right, you put your right foot back. And if I put my right foot forward, or as you see it, my let foot, you put your left foot back, understood?''
Y/N looked up at his tall figure, locking eyes with him. Despite her trying her best to understand what Darry said, it gave her even more questions: Which foot is his, which foot is hers, why does her right foot suddenly turn left, and most importantly, why is his right foot suddenly left? She felt like, her eyes would need to be cross-eyes to be able to understand Darry's explanation.
,,Wait, lets do it like this...''
Darry lifted her up, so she would stand on his feet, and they slowly swayed, Y/N giggling like crazy.
,,What's so funny?''
,,This!''
,,This? Dancing's funny?''
,,Yes!''
Moving themselves around the living room, they looked like two waddling penguins, but managed to find a rhythm, until they were interrupted by their parents, Pony and Soda walking into the door at the same time, saying in unison:
