While I’m still on the subject of how awesome Phineas and Ferb was, can we talk about how the adults interact with the kids in that show? Especially Dr. Heinz Doofenshmirtz.
We don’t see a lot of him interacting with kids, but when he does it’s gold. For the best example, watch the entirety of the “Across The 2nd Dimension” movie.
He talks to Phineas and Ferb like they’re equals. He doesn’t talk down to them, belittle them, talk over them, or any other nonsense like that. There is not a condescending bone in his entire body.
Lawrence Fletcher is much the same. On top of how respectfully he speaks to his kids, he also has this amazing ability to just roll with whatever happens to be going on at the moment. Monster truck rally in the back yard? Sure, why not. Garage has literally been turned upside down? I guess this is my life now.
Linda’s interactions with Candace might seem like an exception to this, until you take a step back and look at things from her perspective. Imagine getting increasingly frantic and ridiculous phone calls that ALWAYS turn out to be nothing. And yet, Linda comes to investigate every single time. She always comes. Maybe not always immediately, and she clearly doesn’t expect anything to be there, but she still humors Candace every time.
(I took a brief intermission from working on my main fic to do a one-shot; I’ve seen a few people lately craving Bechloe married domestic fluff, and I’ve been feeling the same way, so I couldn’t resist the urge!)
Locking up her studio for the night, Beca pockets the key and heads across the back yard to the house. She comes in through the kitchen, finding it empty and silent this late in the evening. Checking the clock, she feels a slight twinge of guilt when she sees it’s past eight. Usually, despite the temptation of her equipment just a few steps away on the same property, she doesn’t allow herself to go back to work after dinner. (Or rather, Chloe doesn’t allow her to go back to work after dinner.) But with so many deadlines looming this week she’s had to make some exceptions.
She crosses the back hallway and peeks into the family room. Chloe is nowhere in evidence, but their daughter, Violet, is sitting on the plush area rug in the middle of the room, clutching her favorite blanket, staring at the TV and absorbed in what looks like a car insurance commercial featuring a talking monkey.
Beca steps quietly through the doorway and sneaks up closer, then crouches down a few feet behind her, still unnoticed. “Boo,” she says, but in a soft voice so as not to actually scare her.
Here’s a cool Dan fact for you today: Dan once took a storytelling class and for one of the homework assignments, he had to do something out of his comfort zone, something he’d never do normally. His classmates got to pick what he got to do and his options were either attending a monster truck rally or to go to a speed dating event. He said he would have loved to go to a monster truck rally but this was when he was living in NYC so there sadly were none to go to. So he went speed dating instead and he says it was “super weird” but also “super interesting to see people boil down their entire personalities and what they want to get across in a five minute span”. He ended with, “It was not as terrible as I thought … I didn’t meet anyone there that I wanted to go out with. Not that everyone had something horribly wrong with them, but fuck it.”
When I saw these Bundaes on @seed.art’s Instagram feed, they made my heart melt. I mean, how could I—Mint—resist the delightful temptation of buying a Mint Chocolate Chip Bundae?
The day they were released I was glued to my computer, constantly refreshing the shop page in hopes I could snag one of my very own.
And somehow, I did.
Please help me welcome the newest member of my resin crew: Bundae. Bundae will eventually need a name but for now we’re keepin’ it simple. I threw together a quick housewarming party for them upon their arrival today. They seem to be enjoying their new hopping grounds already, wouldn’t you agree?
Thank you for creating such an adorable work of art, @armeleia! I’m honored to own this lil’ critter and hope you (and everyone else) enjoys this fun photo shoot!
PS: I did eat a sundae in Bundae’s honor. Extra careful not to bite the wrong one, of course. 🍨
PPS: Since this cutie arrived I’ve been running around my house calling out “BUNDAE! BUNDAE! BUNDAE!” like I’m at a Monster Truck rally.