<i>Creator</i> -- Todd and Blair Fan Fiction

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Date Posted: 15:49:39 07/25/02 Thu
Author: Joy
Subject: Creator

Author: Joy
Subject: Creator - Part II

Part Two

The sounds of water splashing and Blair singing to the baby drifted in from the bathroom into the master bedroom, where Todd and Starr were engaged in a grim staring match. As soon as they'd arrived at Llanfair to pick up the children earlier that evening, Viki had informed Todd and Blair of Starr's expulsion from school for fighting, her third strike against the school's rigid disciplinary policies.

"Deal with it." Blair had ordered in no uncertain terms before escaping into the bathroom with the baby. She blamed Starr's horrible behavior on her father's need to spoil her rotten and to teach him a thing or two about parenting, Blair had ceased cleaning up Starr's messes and now left them to her father instead.

It didn't bother Todd that his little girl was a demon in the making. To him, her behavior was cute. It had pleased him, knowing that a child of his could be so cunning, that she was a chip off the old block. Neither had it bothered him that his wife had placed their daughter's discipline squarely on his shoulders. He had been sure he could handle his Shorty without having to run screaming to Blair for help. After all, Starr worshipped him. Getting her to do as he said would be a piece of cake.

As it turned out, it hadn't been that easy after all. Daddy's girl was a hellion! And a very crafty one at that. Before you could say recess, she could sneak out of school and be at her favorite video game store. There wasn't a teacher big or bad enough to keep Starr Manning imprisoned in a classroom all day. Having to hunt her down and fielding the frequent phone calls from teachers, the school counselor, and the principal had taken their toll on Todd. He'd be at work less than an hour before receiving an ominous summons from the school. The teacher conferences and meetings with the principal had begun to interfere with his work and annoy the hell out of him. And now look. His chip-off-the-old-block had been expelled. He so wanted to run screaming to Blair.

Breaking eye contact with the source of his misery, Todd begin to pace slowly, shoving his hands through his surely graying hair, trying desperately to reign in his anger and frustration. Starr sat watching him from her perch on the bed, slim arms crossed over her Power Puff Girls T-shirt, a defiant scowl on her face. Only when her father paused and finally turned to her did she lose the scowl and replace it with the most sorrowful expression she could muster.

"Oh no�I'm not falling for that again." Todd shook his head. "You know I can't let this slide, Shorty."

"Yes you can." Starr's hazel eyes, so much like his own, widened innocently as she gave her father a beseeching look. "Just tell Mommy you punished me...it'll be our secret, Daddy."

"If she finds out, then your Mommy will punish me and that would make me very unhappy."

"Mommy punishes you?" Starr asked in amazement. "How?"

With long painful periods of celibacy. "Never mind�we're talking about you. And you can't go around skipping school, bullying other kids into doing your homework, and badmouthing the teachers."

The ugly scowl returned. "It's not my fault they can't relate to my free spirit."

"Where the hell did you get that from?"

"Aunt Dorian."

And Blair thought he was a bad influence. "I think cutting up your credit card and taking away your piranha should be pretty good punishment, what do you think?"

"Daddy! Not my credit card!"

"Whining. I hate that. I'll take your cell phone too." Todd held out his hand.

"But, Daddy!"

"No buts, Starr! I've had it with this!" Todd grabbed the expensive, pink leather tote and fished out the credit card and cell phone. He stuffed them into his pants pocket and pointed a warning finger at her. "I don't want anymore bad behavior from you, at least not until you're old enough to be responsible for it yourself. You can't keep doing this crap and getting away with it."

Starr glowered up at him. "You do!"

"What?"

"You do bad things and get away with them!" Starr stood up on the bed and balanced her palms on her small hips.

"What the hell are you babbling about?"

"See, you keep swearing around me too! No wonder I'm the way that I am."

"Starr�" Todd took a step towards her. Her continuing defiance was frustrating him even more. Screw time outs. What she really needed was a good whack on the bottom.

Despite her father's threatening demeanor, Starr stood her ground. "I heard my teacher and the principal talking about the apple not falling far from the tree 'cause you did a whole bunch of bad stuff a long time ago."

Fear -- a fear he had never experienced before -- rushed through him. This was the day he'd dreaded ever since he'd first met his daughter. That he would be toppled from the pedestal she had put him on once she found out about all the horrible things he'd done all those years ago. He was afraid to ask, but he had to know exactly what she had learned. "What�bad stuff?"

"I dunno, they caught me listening at the door so I didn't hear the rest. How come you can do bad stuff, but I can't?"

So she didn't know all the details. But that didn't quell the apprehension that was now eating at him. And the rage. He wished he had the teacher and the principal in front of him right now.

"Did you ditch school a lot too?" Starr wanted to know.

"That's enough." Todd ordered, his thoughts a jumble. "Go get ready for bed."

"But what did you do, Daddy?"

Something in him snapped. "I said that's enough!"

"Todd!" Blair admonished from the doorway, wrapped in a robe holding a squirming Jack. She frowned disapprovingly as she advanced into the room and placed a comforting hand on Starr's back. "Sweetie, why don't you go have your bath and get ready for bed."

Surprisingly, Starr didn't protest. Slowly, she climbed off her parent's bed, casting her father a wary look before carefully skirting around him and scurrying from the room. Blair bounced the baby in her arms as she glared at her husband. "Maybe I should go check her undies."

He began pacing again. "What the hell kind of school are they running over there anyway."

"What are you griping about now?" Blair glanced over her shoulder as she carefully lay the baby down and began readying him for bed.

"Starr overheard her teacher talking about�" he had to pause and catch his breath. He felt as if he were suffocating. "�about the things I did�when I went to prison."

"Oh�" Blair laughed softly, reassuringly, but her eyes gave away her concern. "I'm sure they were just bitching about the way you tried to bribe the principal to pass Starr."

"No, she said she heard them say I did some bad stuff a long time ago. Blair�what if she finds out that I'm�a�what I did?"

"Todd, don't go there, alright?" Blair told him a little too harshly. "That's in the past. You paid for your crimes, end of story. Besides, I don't think you have to worry about Starr taking them seriously. She adores you."

Todd looked down at his son, gurgling happily as his mother rubbed baby lotion into his toes. "It's not like I can kill off everyone who knows. I'd have to drop a bomb on Llanview."

"Honey, I think you're worrying about nothing." She covered the baby with a blanket. "Tomorrow, Starr won't even remember whatever it is she thinks she heard. Let's just deal with it if and when it's happens, alright? Right now, your son needs a diaper and his jammies on."

Blair stood up and pressed her warm-from-the-bath body against him, ran her hands up his arms to his shoulders, and gave him a soft kiss. That familiar gleam was in her beautiful green eyes, that gleam that said she was going to screw his brains out as soon as the kids were asleep. She was very skilled at using her body to make him forget his troubles. It usually worked, but he seriously doubted it would this time. "Don't worry. The kids love you, I love you. Everything is going to be fine."

He watched her leave the room, admiring the way her skimpy robe clung to her shapely rear end. Blair had the best ass. Yeah, he could lose himself in her for an hour or so. He desperately needed the distraction from the imagined scenarios of his kids discovering the truth about his grim past and disowning him.

Impatient wailing from the bed pulled him out of his reverie and father murmured an apology to son for his inattention. Once he had him diapered and dressed, Todd reclined on the bed, settling the baby on his chest and rubbing his back to lull him into sleep.

Blair was wrong. His kids loved him, but that didn't mean they wouldn't be ashamed and embarrassed once the truth about their old man came out. Years ago, when Blair had gotten pregnant with their first child, he'd dreamed of this very scenario playing out and it seemed to be coming to fruition. Gossip trickled down. If the principle and teacher were gabbing about his heinous past, surely the details would get to Starr eventually. He wasn't prepared to deal with the fallout. And what was worse, he would have to deal with it again when Jack got older.

�You�ll still love your old man no matter what, right?� Todd looked down at Jack, but he was already snoring softly. Todd took that as a positive and followed his son into sleep.

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