Doin' It For The Fame!

Kim had just been finishing off her paperwork when she heard Mickey and he had coffee. She smiled when he slid it over to her, “Thank you. I have been needing this.” She took a sip, savoring the taste and leaned back slightly on her chair. Could she take a beat for an hour? No one would miss her that much if she took off for an hour, “I’ll just let someone know I’m going just in case but I could stretch my legs. I’ve been stuck in here all day.”

“You look exhausted, what’s been going on sweetheart?” Mickey asked with concern. He nodded in agreement to her plan, “Yes, you should because you look like they’ve been running you around in circles. We could even grab a small bite to eat while we’re at it?” 

Milo had been doing research when he could hear someone saying his name rather loudly in the library, of course it was Mickey. He could do with a break and he could always come back if he wanted, “Fine, I’ll come because I need the break anyway.” He rolled his eyes slightly, he did appreciate Mickey’s friendship and would make time for the man. “I was doing research for my next trip and book.”

“You should’ve been relishing in this break right about now, Mi. Classes start back up in August, unless you’re doing summer courses?” Mickey inquired with a curious look. “Come on up up up--ooh next trip? Where?” He asked curiously. “And a book too? You’re just on top of it, aren’t you?” 

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To the best father, I know and love dearly: I must say watching you conquer fatherhood has been one of life’s joys. You’ve done above and beyond for Emma and she is the happiest, healthiest, and smartest girl all because of you. Today’s your day to kick back and relax. I love you.

Get to know: Mickey Morrison

Hera was at the teacup getting herself a coffee. She had been up all night thanks to Zeus and his ridiculous attitude. She swore she was going to be run into the ground if she had to continue living with him in this mortal realm. Getting her cup she was set to leave when she almost ran into someone. Luckily she caught herself. “Thank god if I dropped this coffee I would have lost it.” 

“Ooh, last thing I’d ever want to do is come in between someone and their coffee, especially when they’re on the go,” Mickey smiled as he went to reach for his smoothie and muffin to get ready for the day. Already here he was just booked and busy. “Here, let me get that door for you, it’s a stubborn old thing,” He offered. 

“Whaaaat” Gavin whined in response to Mickey’s whine. Knowing full well Mickey would immediately give in nd tell the story Gavin grinned as he listened to it. “That is actually really fucking cute.” Gavin chuckled shaking his head. He would admit that he didn’t realize it until several years later, but it was cute to know that some part of them always felt fated. “Well now you don’t have to because i am definitely not going anywhere.” He grinned as he squeezed Mickey’s hand. 

Mickey could feel the heat rising to his face. He was truly a hopeless romantic at the most theatrical of scales. “Oh, it was this whole thing. 10 year old me just could not at that point. I knew I was smitten right then and there. Why’d you think I had this thing with taking your hand and dragging you everywhere?” He pointed out with a knowing look. A smile graced his face and sighed happily. “I love you, Gav.” 

Daisy: Glad to hear it, honey.

Daisy: Extracurricular? Hope that means you kept it at a PG rating 😏

Daisy: Well you know Miss. Mona had herself all kinds of fun last night. She’s wild, that one. I can’t never seem to control her. 😈

Mickey: Is this how you party animals feel? #dying 

Mickey: WELLLLLLLL-- I dunno about PG. 😏😏😏

After getting Mellie to finally spill the tea, Daisy had retreated to her bathroom for a much-needed shower and now found herself lying in her bed, hair wrapped in a towel, giggling as she remembered everything from the day before when she felt her phone vibrate. 

Daisy: It’s nearly 2 pm, sunshine. 

Daisy: Naturally! Aspirin helps. Sleep well? Or were you a bit too occupied? 👀 

Mickey: Time is an illusion--and I woke up at noon for the first time in a century.

Mickey: Thank Godga for Aspirin! Slept like a baby--after some extracurricular fun ofc. 🙈🙈🙈

Mickey: Good moorrniiiiing! 

Mickey: We feeling like death today? 

Mellie bit her lip. In theory it was nice of him to say, and god did Mellie want to believe it. It meant the world to her that he wanted to make her feel safe, that her friends and loved ones supported her. All of her wanted to believe in a world where people wouldn’t turn their heads when she walked in a room, speed up to walk further away from her, clutch their purses because she was standing near them. Mellie wiped a tear and then reached out to rub Mickey’s arm appreciatively. “Thank ya sugar.” She nodded. “I know ya try your best, and the support means more than i could ever properly put into words.” Mellie offered. “I am truly hopin’ that one day we could live in a world where someone like me feels safe and like no one is gonna hurt me. I hope that will happen in this lifetime sugar I really do but things like this they just remind me we still got so far to go, and that fear that never really goes away it gnaws at the back of my head, well that just comes out full force when things like this happen. I’m so sorry I know the rule is no cryin’ at Pride I just can’t believe someone would say things like that.” 

“I know it’s hard for you and I hear you, Mellie, but just know, I won’t ever stop fighting for you,” Mickey reassured her and rested his head on top of hers for a moment. He could only understand half of what Mellie went through, even his own mother of being called racial and sexist slurs and being told you couldn’t do certain things because of the color of your skin. Mickey was taught to be compassionate, no matter where anyone came from, no matter what race they were, who they loved, or deities they worshiped. The main thing was to always speak out against the injustices placed. “The best thing I can do is speak out when I can and make sure you’re heard most of all,” He nodded. Listening to Mellie, he nodded. “We will one day. One day this world will give you the rights you deserve and have fought tooth and nail for. One day, no one will have to hide who they truly are in the shadows, and I can’t tell you how sorry I am all of this just--”  He shook his head. “But know that you have people that have your back and, it’s okay to cry.”