Notes: This was actually based on a scene from a Steven Universe episode, and then I thought about writing this. - Abby
“I’m gonna go and put my stuff in the car!” Amy exclaimed. “This is it! It’s all happening! Tour-Iplier, here we come!”
AJ’s mother closed the door behind her to put her bags in the car, as she watches her father, Mark, make a ‘You’re Welcome’ cake.
“This tour is gonna be so good!” AJ exclaimed.
“Yeah,” Mark said. “Too good.”
AJ looked up, and noticed that there was a slight frown on Mark’s face as he was frosting the cake.
“What do you mean?” AJ asked.
Mark quickly looked at his daughter, and then back at the cake.
“Oh, nevermind,” he said. “It’s nothing.”
AJ immediately knew that something was wrong. Her father always said that she was observant, but sometimes too observant for her own good. She didn’t know what he meant by that, but she hoped that it was something good. She placed her hand on her father’s arm, getting his attention.
“Open up about your feelings,” she whispered.
Mark continued frosting the cake, trying to ignore AJ.
“It’s nothing, baby bub,” he said. “You don’t have to worry about it.”
“C’mon, Dad,” AJ said. “You can tell me anything! I had a dream that I spent a whole day in your body, and everybody told me a lot of things that you’ve done! And all of that was just a dream, so you don’t have to worry about that.”
Mark pushed the cake aside, resting his elbows on the table, sighing.
“I’m not worried about the tour,” he said. “The tour is gonna rule. I’m worried about… showing up at the tour with your mother.”
“What do you mean?” AJ asked again. She pulled the cake over to her, and started to frost it as she listened.
“There’s a reason I don’t like posting videos about talking about her, or doing something with her,” Mark explained.
AJ tilted her head.
“And what’s that?” she asked.
Mark rested his chin on his hand, looking down at the table, frowning.
“Because,” he started. “People hate her, AJ! If I show up at the tour with your mother being right next to me, then people are gonna know that I love her, and then those people that hate her might hurt…”
He started blushing as he explained, with his eyes welling up with small tears, regretting to have this conversation with his daughter. He took a quick sharp breath.
“This isn’t gonna be an Improv ‘You’re Welcome’ tour,” he continued. “This is gonna be, like, a ‘Family-Couple-Lovey-Dovey-Hate-Your-Inspiration’s-Wife’ tour! And your mother might end up being onstage, while I try not to mess things up, acting all ‘bingo, bongo’, thinking that people are gonna judge her, or... hurt her because she’s in a relationship with me! And we’re married!”
AJ slowly stopped frosting the cake the more her father spoke. She knew that he didn’t want to talk about it, and so far to what she heard, she didn’t want to talk about it either. That was when she was trying to think of something to say after a long silence.
“What about the people who don’t hate her?” she asked. “The people who love her might actually want her to come to the tour and be onstage! And they want you to post more videos of her with you, because they love seeing you two together, and because they want to get to know her better! If they like her, they like her! If they don’t, then it’s their loss. Right?”
Mark plopped his chin on the table, looking at the half frosted cake, and his daughter.
“That’s kinda true,” he said. “Since when did you get so mature? You’re only 10!”
AJ made a face as she was scratching the back of her head.
“Somewhere in between early puberty, and watching all of those videos that you’ve posted, saying really inspirational things, like the Respect one, and stuff,” she said.
Mark started chuckling, blushing again. He stood up on the chair, smacking his hands on the table.
“Okay!” he exclaimed. “I’ll make sure that people aren’t gonna hate her!”
AJ started smiling wide.
“Dad, this is gonna be the best!” she exclaimed. She pushed the cake and the froster over to her father, and hopped off of the chair.
“I’m gonna go and get my things to put in the car! And then when we finish the cake, we’re gonna meet up at the park, and then we’re ready to go, right?” she asked.
Mark nodded, smiling.
“Yeah,” he said. “Go get your stuff while I finish frosting the cake!”
“Okie dokie!” AJ exclaimed. “I’m so excited!!”
As AJ ran upstairs to her room, Mark continued frosting the cake, smiling wide.
He was glad that he decided to talk to AJ about his worries.