Mike lets her go, and tries to collect himself--as well as the heart that leaped out of his chest at some point--while Rocky cheerfully addresses El on the phone.
"Hey, cub! Just got done at the mechanic...I muscled those grease monkeys into picking up the pace, they were slow walking me." he singsonged cheerfully. "Just wanted to know if you want me to pick up anything for breakfast on the way home."
There's a beat, then just as cheerfully...
"Like a shotgun for anyone that might be putting their hands on my daughter?..."
Meanwhile, Mike just moves over to El and wraps his arms around her from behind, resting his chin atop her head as he tucks her securely back against his chest while she talks to her dad.
And prays he doesn't have the kind of father superpowers that let him know Mike is holding her, even when they're just on the phone.
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Date: 2016-09-30 08:23 pm (UTC)"Hey, cub! Just got done at the mechanic...I muscled those grease monkeys into picking up the pace, they were slow walking me." he singsonged cheerfully. "Just wanted to know if you want me to pick up anything for breakfast on the way home."
There's a beat, then just as cheerfully...
"Like a shotgun for anyone that might be putting their hands on my daughter?..."
Meanwhile, Mike just moves over to El and wraps his arms around her from behind, resting his chin atop her head as he tucks her securely back against his chest while she talks to her dad.
And prays he doesn't have the kind of father superpowers that let him know Mike is holding her, even when they're just on the phone.