[ In about two weeks' time, Naomi Sokolov will walk down to the mess up to where Raleigh Becket and Tendo Choi are debating over who gets to eat the last bagel and ask the kid if he'd be okay to babysit little Yancy Sokolov on a Thursday night because she has a date.
( But let's not get ahead of ourselves. )
It's really early in the morning on a Saturday and Tendo's watching Alison tuck Naomi into their couch, the remains of what was supposed to be a girls' night in drinking a huge factor in what Tendo is pretty much sure is the last time he ever wants to see one of his good friends cry like that.
He's waiting by the door, arms crossed over his chest as his wife clears up the coffee table a little, a half-drunk bottle of tequila in one hand, an ash tray in the other. ] If he wasn't my best friend with a whole world of hurt on his shoulders from stupid, fucking Knifehead, I'd actually suggest that you use him for target practice for those new upgrades.
I might do it anyways. Or at least slap him upside the head until he gets a clue.
[ if clue bats were a real thing, alison would have hit yancy in the ass with it a long time ago. she really loves him. he's one of her best friends and her family in all the way that matters. but sometimes he is such a dumbass. it makes her want to rip her hair out.
especially when it ends up in both naomi and alison's front room a mess. the bottle of tequila and the ashtray both get stashed in the kitchen, and then alison tugs tendo into their bedroom. no need to have this conversation somewhere where it might wake naomi up. ]
[ he's not a meddling mother hen like how yancy used to be, but damn if he hasn't picked up a thing or two because someone's got to balance out the stupid that yancy can be sometimes. ]
Yeah, I am. [ he sighs. ] It just seems to unnecessary, you know, babe. Because it's not like he isn't even the slightest bit in love with her -- tell me I am wrong about this and I will eat my nicotine patch.
[ he slumps onto the bed and lies back, mouth in a frown and eyes staring at the ceiling. softly, he goes: ] Would serve him right if Mimi decides to move on. [ he doesn't really believe that. doesn't think it'd make anyone happy because if the whole goddamn PPDC knows that becket and sokolov are dancing around each other forever like a pair of cranes... he drags his hands over his face. yancy, you dumbass. ]
[ she crawls onto the bed after him, resting her head on his shoulder. ]
You're not wrong. [ even a blind man could see that yancy's madly in love with naomi. naomi gets a pass on not realizing since she's spent so long thinking he would only ever be a father to their child, not a lover as well. ] But you and I both know that Yancy wouldn't know love if it danced in front of him naked.
[ alison's just as frustrated as tendo, really. it sucks just sitting by and watching the two of them dance around each other and cause all kinds of heartache. ... but what if they didn't have to just sit around? ]
You know what we should do? We should play matchmaker.
[ tendo's arm comes around alison as soon as she settles down beside him and he turns hi face towards her so he can brush his lips to her forehead.
it's a sad, sad day when the world is finally safe from kaiju, but the people he cares about don't get the happiness they deserve. and it's a prayer that he thinks on each day he gets up in the morning to the light of the sun: Hi God, it's me again. Thank you, for letting us get through this in one piece. Not sure if you're so busy up there, but remember that thing I told you about the last time? Well, if you have any to spare, I could really use some insight on how I can help steer things the right way.
he chuckles a little when his wife suggests that they play matchmaker and he exhales a long, suffering sigh: ] Good luck with finding anyone to pimp Mimi's way. There are a couple of guys up in LOCCENT who adore that girl, but Yancy scares the crap outta them.
[ because it feels wrong. and maybe it's because he got lucky and married the girl of his reams and he wishes his best friend could do the same ( because really, even raleigh and mako have paired off in their own unique way ) because yancy and naomi are so stupidly right for each other. sure, fine, maybe that's only because little yancy was a shatterdome kid: daughter to a well-respect ex-ranger and the ppdc's beautiful and intelligent media liaison. but... it's just sad. and wrong. and what was that thing his dad used to say: oh yeah, sobrang sayang. a fucking waste. ]
Nah, babe. Unless it's someone not from the corps, I doubt we can pull up anyone to romance her.
[ he falls quiet then, and a thought occurs to him. ]
Do you remember the night we went on that date? [ the night we thought we'd lost our boys, he doesn't add. ]
[ it's sad, but what he's saying is true. people in the ppdc have too much respect for yancy to horn in on his turf. because everyone knows ( except maybe for yancy himself ) that he and naomi were pretty much made for each other. and it's not just because they have a kid together.
but... alison's wonderful husband seems to have an idea. she knows that look on his face. even if she's got no idea what he's thinking up, she can tell it's gonna be good. ]
I don't know how I could forget. [ for a number of reasons, not the least of which was them thinking they'd lost their boys. ] Why?
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( But let's not get ahead of ourselves. )
It's really early in the morning on a Saturday and Tendo's watching Alison tuck Naomi into their couch, the remains of what was supposed to be a girls' night in drinking a huge factor in what Tendo is pretty much sure is the last time he ever wants to see one of his good friends cry like that.
He's waiting by the door, arms crossed over his chest as his wife clears up the coffee table a little, a half-drunk bottle of tequila in one hand, an ash tray in the other. ] If he wasn't my best friend with a whole world of hurt on his shoulders from stupid, fucking Knifehead, I'd actually suggest that you use him for target practice for those new upgrades.
[ He exhales a heavy sigh. ]
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[ if clue bats were a real thing, alison would have hit yancy in the ass with it a long time ago. she really loves him. he's one of her best friends and her family in all the way that matters. but sometimes he is such a dumbass. it makes her want to rip her hair out.
especially when it ends up in both naomi and alison's front room a mess. the bottle of tequila and the ashtray both get stashed in the kitchen, and then alison tugs tendo into their bedroom. no need to have this conversation somewhere where it might wake naomi up. ]
You're really upset about this, aren't you?
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Yeah, I am. [ he sighs. ] It just seems to unnecessary, you know, babe. Because it's not like he isn't even the slightest bit in love with her -- tell me I am wrong about this and I will eat my nicotine patch.
[ he slumps onto the bed and lies back, mouth in a frown and eyes staring at the ceiling. softly, he goes: ] Would serve him right if Mimi decides to move on. [ he doesn't really believe that. doesn't think it'd make anyone happy because if the whole goddamn PPDC knows that becket and sokolov are dancing around each other forever like a pair of cranes... he drags his hands over his face. yancy, you dumbass. ]
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You're not wrong. [ even a blind man could see that yancy's madly in love with naomi. naomi gets a pass on not realizing since she's spent so long thinking he would only ever be a father to their child, not a lover as well. ] But you and I both know that Yancy wouldn't know love if it danced in front of him naked.
[ alison's just as frustrated as tendo, really. it sucks just sitting by and watching the two of them dance around each other and cause all kinds of heartache. ... but what if they didn't have to just sit around? ]
You know what we should do? We should play matchmaker.
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it's a sad, sad day when the world is finally safe from kaiju, but the people he cares about don't get the happiness they deserve. and it's a prayer that he thinks on each day he gets up in the morning to the light of the sun: Hi God, it's me again. Thank you, for letting us get through this in one piece. Not sure if you're so busy up there, but remember that thing I told you about the last time? Well, if you have any to spare, I could really use some insight on how I can help steer things the right way.
he chuckles a little when his wife suggests that they play matchmaker and he exhales a long, suffering sigh: ] Good luck with finding anyone to pimp Mimi's way. There are a couple of guys up in LOCCENT who adore that girl, but Yancy scares the crap outta them.
[ because it feels wrong. and maybe it's because he got lucky and married the girl of his reams and he wishes his best friend could do the same ( because really, even raleigh and mako have paired off in their own unique way ) because yancy and naomi are so stupidly right for each other. sure, fine, maybe that's only because little yancy was a shatterdome kid: daughter to a well-respect ex-ranger and the ppdc's beautiful and intelligent media liaison. but... it's just sad. and wrong. and what was that thing his dad used to say: oh yeah, sobrang sayang. a fucking waste. ]
Nah, babe. Unless it's someone not from the corps, I doubt we can pull up anyone to romance her.
[ he falls quiet then, and a thought occurs to him. ]
Do you remember the night we went on that date? [ the night we thought we'd lost our boys, he doesn't add. ]
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but... alison's wonderful husband seems to have an idea. she knows that look on his face. even if she's got no idea what he's thinking up, she can tell it's gonna be good. ]
I don't know how I could forget. [ for a number of reasons, not the least of which was them thinking they'd lost their boys. ] Why?