#sam date everything

How did you get yourself into this situation.

No, seriously.

How.

Maybe you should back up a little. Okay.

It’d been 5 months since you’d realized every single one of your household objects, including the very glasses that allowed you to see them in the first place.

And, some of the last objects you realized were your hangers. You were sad to see them go like everyone else had, so you had saved them for last. You felt kind of selfish for keeping them the longest. Maybe that’s why you were so lenient on them.

Well, once you realized the Hanks, you had full intention of sending them on their way, cheering on from the sidelines as they went on adventure after adventure—

Nope.

The Hanks hadn’t budged. They insisted on staying with you. You felt terrible at first, almost pleading them to get out there and DO something- and they were confused.

They were still going to achieve their dreams, they just didn’t need to fly across the country or live separately from you to do so.

Though, that conversation came AFTER another one that they’d had with you the moment they’d been realized.

"So...what do you say, casa babe? You wanna make our dream come true....and stay with us forever?"

But that meant ALL their dreams.

Including the matter of Hank #5’s.

However, despite being insistent on staying with you and you making their dreams a reality, they seemed to almost put those aspirations on a backseat burner whenever the matter of your comfort and stuff like that was at hand.

So although they weren’t pressuring you to do anything, the thought of Hank 5 kind of letting his dream fizzle into a simple wish, like it had beforehand, made you sick.

So, five months after you’d realized them…

AMAB Player: 

You’d finally secured enough funds to support you, five himbos, and your newly adopted son, Hank 0. David Most and Franklin were more than understanding (albeit a little shocked), and ensured that the company would make sure you had steady income, and a lot, at that. 

The Hanks had been fully ready to roll up their sleeves until you quickly told them you did not exactly posses the right tools to have give birth to a child.

They of course, didn’t exactly get the picture, and called up Tony to see if he could help.(Tony laughed his ass off and hung up)

When you told them the only options available would be things like surrogacy and adoption, they didn’t bat an eye. And when they all first saw Hank 0, they were overjoyed.

The only issue, of course, was the matter of other former objects showing up to meet little Hank.

Holly came over excited and motivated to plan a whole birthday party (or adoption party! Or uh….whatever it was called :D!!!)

But she left rather abruptly after you’d left the room to go and grab a drink for her. She wore a large smile, and she said goodbye sweetly, but she didn’t elaborate why she was leaving, and her eyes had darted behind you while she bid you farewell.

And then there was Dunk, in June, when school let out and he could take a break from coaching. He talked to you enthusiastically about getting Hank 0 to join his little sports team when they got older, and all the Hanks seemed thrilled about that. 

They hadn’t said a single word after Dunk joked you could be one of those hot soccer parents, but for football.

Dunk hadn’t ever brought up Hank 0 joining sports again. 

Mateo had shown up with Sprite in his arms, and when you made a joke about how terrified the Hanks were of cats, he laughed along, but his eyes weren’t on you. His visit was brief, only coming to say hi to you and to little Hank, but you couldn’t help but notice how he never once dropped the cat from his arms.

You’d gotten texts from other former objects insisting Hector and Fantina had gone to visit you several times, but you reply with confusion that they haven’t visited you since realization

Less and less objects visited you as years passed.

The Hanks would often be with you when you cried about it, when you said how much you missed them, how you didn’t understand why they’d just ghost you out of nowhere after all you’ve done for them. They sat next to you, all hugging you form different sides, making sure their house homie knew they were always going to have them.

That’s how it would be.

Just you and them. 

Forever.

AFAB Player:

You were a bit nervous at first upon such a tall requests from the Hanks, but they’d never been anything but nice to you, and you knew it was about time your life moved up a step, so here you were, now about five months pregnant, with five grown men clinging onto you like koalas.

You almost felt like you were back to the time you first received those dateviators, and couldn’t go outside for weeks on end. It was almost like that, except, of course, you were talking to real people instead of your hangers. 

The Hanks, naturally, were absolutely thrilled. Hank 5 especially. You were as well! Though, you had a hard time explaining to the Hanks they couldn’t really name their future daughter “Hank” as well.

(They eventually settled on the name ‘Hana’, but to this day you still catch them calling her ‘Hank 0’)

The only thing you had to complain about during your pregnancy was HOW MUCH they hanks wanted to be around you.

You were going outside? Suddenly, every single Hank was walking alongside you, chatting it up about bungee jumping and surfing.

You were going to visit Sam? They were coming with you, and Sam wasn’t getting within five feet of you.

(They did calm down a little when they found out Sam was actually the nurse you’d been going to for the baby, but they still didn’t like the idea of her being trusted with mini-Hank more than them. 

What do you MEAN she knows more about it than they do?

Were you saying you liked being around her more than them??

Sadly, with the slightly off-putting stares they gave Sam every visit, and their persistent ask of you to remind Sam they knew how to take care of you every time she mentioned how to keep yourself healthy, you and Sam agreed not to visit each other until after Hana was born.

 No former objects came to visit. Weird. They all sent many, many, many texts of support and love, but you hadn’t seen a single one since you realized them.

Were they really so busy they couldn’t even drop in and say hi in person while you were pregnant?

Were you just not that important to them?

No, that couldn’t be it. The only one you knew for sure who would’ve done those things is Keith.

And he’s dead anyway.

Yippee.

Anyway.

You voiced your worries to the Hanks, who did a frankly terrible job at acting disappointed. When you confronted them about why they reacted that way, they simply looked at each other, then at you, then at each other, before finally:

“Well, what does any of it matter as long as you’ve got us, babe?”

“Yeah, dude. We’ll always be around for you. If all the other aren’t, maybe they just didn’t deserve you. You just weren’t right for them.”

“Nah, nah, THEY weren’t right for YOU.”

“Yeah.”

“But now you have us. And that’s all you need, right babe..?”