icemav are absolute little shits so one day when they’re sifting through storage, maverick finds a bunch of stuff from bradley’s childhood. there’s stuff like a paper bradley wrote about his hero, uncle mav, and an ornament with bradley’s tiny seven year old handprint painted on. and after theyre done old man crying about it, a lightbulb goes off in their heads.
the daggers get invited over for a game/movie/bonding night, which isnt unusual but what is unusual is the new decor. the walls are lined with crayon drawings, macaroni art, sheets of paper with gold stars in the corner, little league participation certificates. one of bradley’s honest to go report cards is hanging on the fridge.
(he gets roasted to filth by the other daggers for his grades. “a b- in calculus?? they let you fly planes???” “you took ceramics?? you failed ceramics???” “they let you fly planes???”)
and look, when icemav commit to a bit. they commit. that means the decorations do not come down, even when they have important company over.
some admiral at a dinner meeting: “so how old is your kid?”
ice: “35″
maverick: “hes sitting across from you”
bradley: waves
the other daggers start making stuff for icemav to put up too. finger paintings from fritz, a book report on whales from bob, a paper mache f/18 from the ivyleagers--those over achievers. it’s a joke, of course, because they think this bit is hilarious aww guys look over here, baby bradley failed his spelling test. it’s a joke at first, but then icemav actually hang their shit up “are we really doing this?” “of course we are, mickey worked so hard on his watercolor, now hand me the tape.”
jake gives out his first fathers day card when he’s 30. it goes on the fridge.
