Fall Out Boy Imagines/Preferences

36. Super Dad

Joe Trohman:

You've never liked spiders. Never. No other creature in the world had eight legs and eyes, fangs and a hairy body. Well, except Satan.

Every time you saw one, you would scream and run for your life, begging for someone to kill it, no matter what situation you were in.

So naturally, when a spider descended from the ceiling and landed on the sink while you were brushing your teeth, you started screaming bloody murder.

"What's wrong mom?" Nate ran into the room.

"Spider!" You pointed to the black creature, scuttling around the sink.

Nate screamed. Assuming that since he was fifteen his voice was not supposed to go that high, it was safe to guess you passed your fear onto him.

The screaming roused your daughter Ruby up from her bed.

"People are trying to sleep." She mumbled, rubbing her eyes.

At that moment, the spider scuttled towards her. All three of you screamed, clinging onto each other.

"Joseph!" You screamed.

"Dad!" Ruby and Nate yelled.

Joe ran into the bathroom, a baseball bat in his hands. "What's wrong?" He asked, watching you and the kids huddle in the corner.

"Sp-sp-spider!" Nate whined in fear.

Your husband chuckled. "Really, a spider?"

"Kill it." Ruby hissed.

"With fire." Nate echoed.

"Burn the spider, and then burn the ashes." You nodded in agreement.

The spider in question began to move, making you scream.

"Kill it now!"

Joe shook his head. "I'm not killing it, I'm gonna take it out, and let it go."

"But, saving people, killing things, it's the family business." Nate said.

You nodded proudly at his Supernatural reference.

Joe rolled his eyes, and grabbed a cup and a piece of paper. "Well then, I'll save both you and the spider, and kill two birds with one stone."

He trapped the spider under the cup and used the paper to carry it out of the house. "There it's gone." He said when he returned. "That wasn't so bad."

"Thank you for saving me." You wrapped your arms around his waist.

Joe grinned at you. "Do I get a 'thank you' kiss?"

"And this is where we leave." Ruby ran past you.

"No more baby Trohmans." Nate said on his way out.

You and Joe shared a smile. "Thank you super dad."

"Anything for you, upstanding citizen." He leaned down and pressed his lips to yours.

Pete Wentz:

"Hey dad." Nirvana walked into the kitchen, nervously twiddling her thumbs. "Can I talk to you?"

Pete looked up from his notepad. "Sure Vana, what's up?"

His daughter sat in a chair beside him. "So, our teacher assigned us a project, and we have to write an essay on a hero."

"You're better off talking to Andy, he knows more about that superhero stuff than I do." Pete leaned back in his seat.

"I uh, I want to write about you." Nirvana said shyly.