david owe


I don’t know if I want to do this alone. I don’t even know if I can.

New Fic: Twin Times

I don’t know where this came from. I was thinking that Regina and the Queen were kind of like bickering five year olds…and then I thought what if they did get turned into five year olds? Snow and Charming have the fun of trying to parent twin little Reginas. Total crack AU. Family fluff. I don’t own Once or any of its characters. Apologies for any mistakes. Hope you all enjoy :)

TW for references to child abuse.

“Give it back!”


“It’s mine!”

“But you’re me so it’s mine now!”


David frowns at the sudden howling that erupts from the other room. He sighs, putting his book aside as he realises that it’s time to once again try to avoid World War Three. He walks into the next room to see one of the identical brunettes holding her cheek as she sobs whilst the other one cowers and cries in the corner.

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“There’s no way you’re telling me that thing back there is from earth!”

-Eight Legged Freaks (2002)

David’s death came as a complete surprise, as did nearly everything else about him. I feel a huge gap now. We knew each other for over 40 years, in a friendship that was always tinged by echoes of [comic characters] Pete and Dud.

Over the last few years - with him living in New York and me in London - our connection was by email. We signed off with invented names: some of his were mr showbiz, milton keynes, rhoda borrocks and the duke of ear.

I received an email from him seven days ago. It was as funny as always, and as surreal, looping through word games and allusions and all the usual stuff we did. It ended with this sentence: ‘Thank you for our good times, brian. they will never rot’. And it was signed 'Dawn’. I realise now he was saying goodbye.
—  Brian Eno

Russell T Davies has made Freddie Fox’s year. “Working on Cucumber was the most amazing experience,” says Fox of his role as Freddie Baxter. “I really got the chance to develop the character. I felt quite bereaved when I had to let him go.” He grew up around the business. “I wasn’t really a child actor. I was an extra in a lot of things, but that was more a sort of free-childcare arrangement while my parents were working.” 


A Dollar for Your Time, Two for Your Heart

Summary: Killian’s roommate, David, accidentally promises his sister, Emma, that he would watch her twin babies, forgetting the fact that he already made other plans that same evening. When he tries to talk Killian into babysitting them without her knowledge, he thinks it’s a terrible idea but agrees to it anyway. Turns out it may be the best mistake Killian’s ever made.


“Thanks for watching the twins for me, David. I owe you big time.”

“It’s not a problem, little sis. You know I love taking care of my niece and nephew.”

Listening to his roommate’s conversation with his sister over the phone, Killian grinned to himself as he sat on the couch next to him and bounced his own one-year old nephew, Ian, in his lap. He recently moved in with David after a bad breakup with his girlfriend. They were old mates from college who kept in touch over the years and when Killian told David that he had been kicked out of the apartment he shared with Milah in Boston and needed a fresh start, David offered him his spare bedroom in Storybrooke.

“Can you be here at six o'clock on Friday?” he heard Emma ask David.

The phone must have been set to maximum volume because Killian could hear every word. He also heard the conversation when David made plans with his girlfriend for that very same night. He wondered how long it would take for David to figure it out.

“Yeah, I’ll be there.”

Killian didn’t know a great deal about the reputable sister David always went on and on about, but he did gather a few things from their conversations and family photos. Emma worked as a bail-bonds person and had golden blonde hair like her brother, only a lighter shade, and glowing green eyes. She was two years younger than David and had been through a messy divorce about a year ago. Her husband had left her with a broken heart, a massive amount of debt and pregnant with two beautiful twin babies; a boy and a girl. Killian hadn’t met them in person, but during the two weeks he had lived with David, he’d seen pictures that probably amounted to a lifetime’s worth of memories. They were now eight months old and the boy, Henry, had brown eyes and a patch of brown hair from his father and the girl, Haley, had green eyes and blonde hair that matched that of her mother’s.

“Perfect. Thanks again. You’re a huge life-saver.”

Killian held out Ian at arm’s length above his head as he made silly faces at him, causing the little lad to giggle with joy. He brought his nephew back and kissed his small forehead before he turned him around to sit him in his lap, a hand on either side of him to hold the one-year-old up. Killian watched his nephew every chance he got and since his brother was a four-hour drive away now, it wouldn’t be as often, but he cherished every moment of it and couldn’t understand why Liam and Elsa said he was a handful. Their son was an absolute angel under Killian’s watch and he assumed it was because he was such a great uncle.

“It’s my pleasure. I’ll see you Friday.”

When David hung up, he set his phone on the coffee table with a relaxed expression, still clueless of the mess he had gotten himself into. As he sat back into the couch and turned on the baseball game, Killian contemplated how long he should wait to tell David that he had doubled-booked his Friday evening. For the last two weeks, that night was all David had talked about, being that it was his and Mary Margaret’s anniversary. And now, that evening had seemed to be lost upon his mate, unless he had planned on bringing the twins with him, which was highly unlikely.

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