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To Chase, every day leading up to his kids’ visit felt like cold molasses dripping from a spoon: endlessly slow, with nothing to keep him occupied except his growing nervousness. He hadn’t seen Brianna and Connor in several months now; Stacy and her sister had seen to that quite well. He’d missed every holiday with them since Memorial Day and he still wouldn’t get to see them on Christmas. After much snapping and snarling, he and Stacy had agreed that advent was a proper compromise.
He wasn’t nervous. He couldn’t be nervous; he had to be the fun, playful, confident dad! If they didn’t enjoy their time with him, Stacy would make sure they never saw him again and they probably wouldn’t mind. The sick feeling in the pit of his stomach was nothing but a bad breakfast – and lunch – and dinner. Schneep had remarked that Chase seemed to get paler every day, but he brushed it off with a remark that the doc hadn’t cleaned his glasses in a while.
As soon as he heard the car door slam, he leapt to his feet, moving cautiously toward the front door. It burst open before he could even touch the handle and, to his disbelief and joy, both of his children offered huge smiles at the sight of him. Brianna, normally so pensive and wary around him, rushed forward instead, waving her hands so wildly that what she held was a blur.
“Dad, Dad!”
“Hey, sweetie!” Chase called back, barely getting the opportunity to evaluate how much she’d grown before she was pushing two large gingerbread men into his hands, beaming with pride.
“We made some ’brookies today!” Connor piped up through a full mouth, waving his half-eaten gingerbread man. “Made some extra big ones for you!”
“You…thought of me? Really…?” At their vigorous nods, Chase managed a smile despite his tightening throat. “Thank you; I love ’em. I don’t think I’m gonna eat them though; I’m gonna keep ’em nice and safe.”
Day 14 of the 25 Days of Ego Christmas: Gingerbread! It was a lot of fun to draw my version of Chase’s kids again! They’re such cuties <3

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To Chase, every day leading up to his kids’ visit felt like cold molasses dripping from a spoon: endlessly slow, with nothing to keep him occupied except his growing nervousness. He hadn’t seen Brianna and Connor in several months now; Stacy and her sister had seen to that quite well. He’d missed every holiday with them since Memorial Day and he still wouldn’t get to see them on Christmas. After much snapping and snarling, he and Stacy had agreed that advent was a proper compromise.
He wasn’t nervous. He couldn’t be nervous; he had to be the fun, playful, confident dad! If they didn’t enjoy their time with him, Stacy would make sure they never saw him again and they probably wouldn’t mind. The sick feeling in the pit of his stomach was nothing but a bad breakfast – and lunch – and dinner. Schneep had remarked that Chase seemed to get paler every day, but he brushed it off with a remark that the doc hadn’t cleaned his glasses in a while.
As soon as he heard the car door slam, he leapt to his feet, moving cautiously toward the front door. It burst open before he could even touch the handle and, to his disbelief and joy, both of his children offered huge smiles at the sight of him. Brianna, normally so pensive and wary around him, rushed forward instead, waving her hands so wildly that what she held was a blur.
“Dad, Dad!”
“Hey, sweetie!” Chase called back, barely getting the opportunity to evaluate how much she’d grown before she was pushing two large gingerbread men into his hands, beaming with pride.
“We made some ’brookies today!” Connor piped up through a full mouth, waving his half-eaten gingerbread man. “Made some extra big ones for you!”
“You…thought of me? Really…?” At their vigorous nods, Chase managed a smile despite his tightening throat. “Thank you; I love ’em. I don’t think I’m gonna eat them though; I’m gonna keep ’em nice and safe.”
Day 14 of the 25 Days of Ego Christmas: Gingerbread! It was a lot of fun to draw my version of Chase’s kids again! They’re such cuties <3