Out of A Shell (Dash Parr x Fem!Shy!Reader)

The Parr Family

PARR FAMILY AGES:

Bob – 47

Helen – 42

Violet – 22

Jack-Jack – 9

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Wow...Dash's mom is really pretty. She was taller than me by almost a foot too...I'm feeling very intimidated right now.

My heart was racing, I could already feel sweat welling up on my forehead. Dash stopped before me, his mother not far from him, and I saw his eyes immediately snap over towards his brother, suspicion clear in them. Jack-Jack still smiled away regardless, unaffected.

"So...Mom, this is Y/N."

He took his attention away from Jack-Jack, and focused on me. The second the woman's total attention was on me, looking down, I felt small. But, I was completely thrown off by the kindness I could see in her brown eyes.

"Hello." She said, in a pleasant tone with a smile. She held a hand out, and on reflex, I reached my hand out to shake hers. Her grip was firm, and I think mine was too, but entirely out of nervousness.

"It's a pleasure, Y/N."

"...S-Same to you, Mrs. Parr."

Mentally, I slapped myself as I released her hand. 'Easy there Y/N, steady your voice.'

"I have to say, it's nice to finally meet you." She went on, not at all minding my unsettled state. It helped me feel a little better.

"Dash has been telling us about you for a while now."

"...?" I looked at Dash questioningly, seeing a frown and blush instantly spread across his face.

"Nothing but good things, I promise." The woman put emphasis on 'good', winking at me playfully.

"...Mooom..." Dash quietly whined, which amused me so much to the point where I actually giggled. That only embarrassed Dash even more, while his mother chuckled.

"Well, I'll leave you two be. I have to get dinner started...oh, Y/N? Do you want to stay for it?"

"...Sure." I don't see why not. I have to send a message to Auntie about it, but I don't think she'll mind.

"Great. We're having [-name of meal you like-], is that ok?"

"Yeah. Sounds good." Feeling more relaxed now, I smiled.

Mrs. Parr went into the kitchen then, while Dash continued to stand before me with his cheeks still as red as apples. He was pouting, but it turned into a look of accusation that he directed towards Jack-Jack, who I forgot was standing next to me still.

"What?" The boy asked, holding his hands behind his back.

"...Don't you have homework or, something to do?" The blonde asked in response, folding his arms.

"Ooh. Yeah, but I need help." Jack-Jack's baby blue eyes almost appeared to sparkle. "Can you help me Dash?"

The teen grumbled, and it just hit me that I had a big smile on my face from watching the two of them interact. Dash seemed like your typical older brother at first glance, but I could sense the familial bond between him and Jack-Jack already.

"Yeah, sure. It's not like Mom would be happy if I didn't." He uttered the latter sentence to himself, before he gestured at his brother with a nod. "Go and get it, the sooner it gets done the better."

As Jack-Jack ran upstairs, Dash faced me.

"Uh, go ahead and chill on the couch Y/N. This shouldn't take too long, sorry..." He rubbed his head, and I shook my head.