Barbara Dunkelman x Reader

You're my favorite

" Okay," says Micheal. " On our last podcast, we all agreed that Barbara and  (y/n) are the most adorable couple here. And, we also saw that the fans of our podcast like Valentine's Day the most. So, there's another topic I would like to talk about in the spirit of the holidays." Burnie nods at him, and asks him to continue.

" I have an older sibling," he reminds the audience. " So, I wanted to talk about something. I know it's better to give than receive. But, I wanted to talk about the times that he would get blatantly better gifts than me. (y/n), did that ever happen to you?"

You shake your head. " Nah," you say. " Most of the time, my brother and I were into different things, so it was kinda hard to compare. But, like we were both fans of Pokemon. The two games would come out, and we would each get one. That was just how it worked."

He nods. " Okay, well you were lucky then. My brother would get the games I wanted, and then my I would just have to watch him play," he says. " Sometimes, I got something cool. Well, I mean, it was always cool. It was just kinda weird seeing him get cooler stuff."

Barbara laughs. " I'm Jewish," she points out. " So this never came up for me. Although, we did sometimes to do some stuff with Christmas, but not all that much."

Micheal sighs. " Well, then that conversation didn't take off as well as I thought it would go," he says chuckling. " Okay, then here's another topic. Are you guys the favorite child? Or the problem child one? Where did you fall in there?"

" I'm the favorite child," says Barbara. " And here's how I found out. Did you ever see those things on Facebook where it was like ' post this to your wall and if it stays up then you're the favorite sibling'? Yeah? So my parents and I were friends on Facebook. Neither of my other siblings had Facebook. And my parents didn't say anything, so then yeah. I knew I was the favorite child."

This sends the podcast into laughter. " Well, my older brother was a problem child," says Micheal. " So, it was never confirmed if I was their favorite or not. But, I could kinda infer that most of the time, they enjoyed dealing with me easier."

More laughter, and then they turn to you. " And what about you (y/n)," asks Micheal. " Favorite or unfavorite?"

You sigh. " Unfavorite. And yeah, by far my sister is the favorite in that family." He asks when you realized it. " I had two moments right? The first one planted the seeds of the thought in my mind. And then the second kinda confirmed it.

-Flashback your pov ( writing style changes)

I was turning 10 years old, and that was around the time when Pokemon Black and White was coming on TV. And for whatever reason, my favorite Pokemon was Oshawot was my favorite new Pokemon. For my tenth birthday, I wanted an Oshawot stuffed animal, really badly. So, I talked to my mom about the whole thing.

In my house, growing up we had a rule. Whenever we got a new stuffed animal, we had to donate three. We donated to a charity or something like that. But, I thought that because I was asking for my birthday I wouldn't have to donate any stuffed animals. I mean, I didn't think that would be all that much to assume. But, I was wrong.

She was like, " Oh, you're turning 10 this year, so you have to give up ten stuffed animals." And then, I ended up donating ten. And, I was crying the entire time, but I finally set aside ten stuffed animals. So, I went back to my mom to tell her I had picked ten. My mind at this time is saying that, " I'm crying. My nose is running, and my eyes are red. Maybe she'll compromise."

Nope. The next day, I was on the verge of tears as mom drove them off to the charity. I got the Oshawot and then I was happy. Later, my sister got into Pokemon, she wanted a Snivy stuffed animal. She's three younger than me, so she was 7 at the time. I was kinda expecting her to have to give up 7 stuffed animals. I didn't want her too, but it was my perception of the world that because I did, she would also have to.

Yeah, totally did not go down like that. My mom was just like, " Yeah okay. I put it in the cart on Amazon." And then I was like...okay. So, that was when I started to kinda think about the whole ' favorite child situation.'

And then I had it confirmed for me when I was in...eighth grade I wanna say. At the time, I had gotten into anime as a whole and then Fairy Tail was kinda one of my favorites. We had Skyrim, and then my brother and I loved that game. I created a character based on Gajeel who was my favorite character at the time.

We went through this phase of having trouble with the game. If we saved over a certain file, then we would lose that character. It was weird, but we didn't know how to deal with it. Oh, and we also didn't know what file it was. So, my character got deleted. I was talking to my sister about it, and was kinda talking about how to fix it, and then I got really excited about Gajeel, and then my mom snapped at me.

She basically told me that no one cared, and all I did was talk about it. For those of you wondering, my dad was kinda right there in the room, and didn't say anything, so I assumed he agreed with her. I just went to the basement and lied down on the couch, and yeah I was crying.

So, I pull myself together and go upstairs. My mom gives one of those fake apologies where it's basically like, " I'm right. I'm sorry you don't see that I'm right, and why you're wrong." Those apologies that make you feel kinda shitty.

Not ten minutes later, my sister was in a conversation with my dad, and nerding out about Skyrim. And my mom just kinda sits right there listening to it. So yeah, that was when I was realized I was the least favorite.

-Present-

Telling the story, you realize you're more emotional than you thought you would be. " Damn dude," says Micheal. " That sucks."

Barbara pulls you into a hug, and kisses you. " Your my favorite though," she says.

( let me know what you thought of some backstory with reader. I wanted to clarify his attitude to kinda defend this against some criticism it may get. Yes, he's in his 20s and still affected by something from when he was young. But, it was a big part of his life growing up with that kinda thing. He doesn't actively spend his days thinking about this treatment, but talking about it gets emotional for him. My relationship with my sister and parents is great, and this was just for fiction.)