ahoy ladies!

proof that @guiltskate has been there at least since season two

there's a long pause because obviously he would adopt them all. they were his kids, three of his little nuggets. "okay, befriend is easy. that's dustin. he's–" he stopped talking, hand still in mid - air when he realized what he was about to say. he bit his lips together, letting out a huff of air through his nose then continued because fuck it. "henderson is my best friend. i love that little guy." yes, his best friend was younger than him, who cares? he pondered over the other two, struggling because he didn't want to ignore either one of them. "adopt max," he finally settled on. "she needs a role model in her life. someone to look after her, you know? and i guess, ignore mike. but only— only because he has nance."

“there  she  is,”  steve  greeted  when  he  saw  her,  sitting  out  by  the  lake.  the  dock  rocked  back  and  forth  a  little  as  he  walked  out  to  join  her,  kicking  his  shoes  off  when  he  got  to  the  end.  “you  know,”  he  said  in  lieu  of  a  proper  greeting,  plopping  down  right  next  to  her  and  scooting  forward  to  dangle  his  legs  over  the  edge.  the  water  was  cold,  but  it  felt  good  on  the  hot  summer  day.  he  swung  his  head  around  to  look  at  @guiltskate​.  “there’s  been  a  lot  of  discourse  about  who  the  best  counselor  is  this  year.  so  i  just  wanted  to  be  the  first  to  congratulate  you  on  your  second  place  trophy,”  he  teased,  grin  spreading  across  his  entire  face.

when  steve  signed  up  for  the  camp  counselor  position,  he  was  expecting  all  the  glory  and  none  of  the  guts.  he  definitely  wasn’t  expecting  cindy  freaking  berman  to  assign  him  cleaning  duty  on  day  two.  especially  not  with  eddie  ‘ the  freak ’  munson.  this  must  have  been  some  type  of  punishment  or  something.  “looks  like  berman  put  us  both  on  cleaning  duty,  @banisheddie​ .”  he  stated  the  obvious,  putting  on  two  ridiculously  bright  yellow  rubber  gloves.  the  mess  hall  was  disgusting  already,  and  the  kids  had  only  eaten  two  meals  in  there.  “so  how  do  you  want  to  do  this?  are  we  dividing  and  conquering,  or  partnering  up  to  get  the  damn  thing  done?”  he  asked,  looking  back  to  eddie,  who  didn’t  appear  to  have  moved  since  they  got  there.