All it Takes is Faith, Trust, and a Dream | A Stucky Disney AU

On the Open Road

A/N: I wrote this story for the Stucky AU Big Bang, with a dear friend of mine posting art for it. I originally posted this on my Archive of Our Own, but I decided it deserved to be on here, too. I really hope you guys like it, I tried something different than normal with fanfiction. I'll be posting this story at least once every other week, might be more if you guys really like it. Let me know what you think! - Jo

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"I always like to look on the optimistic side of life, but I am realistic enough to know that life is a complex matter." - Walt Disney

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The pitter-patter of little feet thunder down the hall, growing louder as they near the kitchen. He smiles from behind his coffee mug, the steam warming his face as he takes a sip. A soft, muffled giggle echoes in the hallway as the front door shuts with a heavy thud. The man sets down his mug and drums his fingers against the oak table.

"We're home," a deep voice calls.

There's a gasp from either side of the doorframe. "Daddy! Shh," one of them says, stretching out the syllables. Their voice is light and dainty, like a little girl who demands to be treated as a princess. He smiles; that must be Anika.

He peeks at the doorway. There's a small, bare foot peeking out on one side, the front pocket of a Mickey Mouse bookbag on the other, and the long shadow of the man with them draping against the wall. "Sorry," the deep voice - Daddy - says in a hushed whisper. "Why are we sneaking up on Papa?"

"Because!" Anika answers as her toes wiggle with her exaggerated response.

"Yeah, because!" Another little voice says, this one softer and a little whiny, like a little boy who's not quite sure what he's getting into: Rohan.

"Okay, okay," Daddy answers. "Let me play lookout. I'll make sure he's not watching," he whispers. Papa catches a mess of blond hair peek around the doorframe, looking up to reveal those breathtaking blue eyes and crooked smile he fell in love with.

Papa grins and looks away, fiddling with his cooling coffee mug.

Daddy goes back to hiding in the hall, his slender shadow crouching down beside the kids. "Coast is clear, go ahead," he whispers.

And just like that, Rohan and Anika come running into the kitchen. They drop their bookbags and barrel towards where their papa sits at the table.

Papa gasps as they jump into his lap, looking down with wide eyes down at the twins. "Where did you two come from?"

They giggle as they hug him. "School," Rohan answers cheekily.

"Well duh," Anika responds.

Papa looks up at Daddy.

He's leaning against the doorframe, his thin arms crossed over his chest. 'Ready?' Daddy mouths, nodding towards the kids.

Papa winks at him before he adjusts the twins on either side of his body and stands. They shriek as they're lifted into the air, giggling into their papa's neck. "Put us down!" they chant as Papa spins them around and around, until none of them can see straight.

He sets them down and the two wobble about, clinging to Papa's jeans as they laugh.

Daddy walks in and takes a seat beside Papa's chair. "You ready to tell them?" he asks Papa.

Anika gasps. "Tell us what?"

Rohan nods. "Yeah, what?"

Papa smirks. "What if I told you that we're taking the next few days off?"