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Dave was asking to go to the park. Which like, whatever right? Kids gotta do something. He was fully welcome to walk to one. Dumb thing was, kid wanted Dirk to go with him. Which was stupid. Even weirder? Dirk had agreed to go. He told himself it was just so the kid didn’t cry, which was something Dirk thought he did way too much of. But it was strange, it felt like something he had to do. Anyway, they were going to the skatepark.
Parenting right? No. Sibling,ing.
It was boiling outside, worst kind of weather. Also, the weather that it was most of the time without fail. The Strider boys were protected though, sunglasses ever present. Hats on. Skateboards in hand. Hell, today Dirk had even put sunscreen on the two of them, wild. Being an older brother was so easy.
The park is a block away, easiest walk ever. Still weird though, he could have been working right now. But whatever, taking Dave to the park. Dirk thought it weird that Dave was so quiet all the time, it was awkward, and embarrassing. He used to hold his hand whenever they walked anywhere but he thankfully grew out of that when Dirk showed him not to.
Dirk was pretty sure he had this in the bag, brother stuff, like the parent stuff was difficult like feeding and housing them both, but the brother stuff? Easy. He was raising a pretty sick kid. Dave could already hold a katana and that’s gotta count for something. Besides if he needed help with the parental stuff he just called that woman the old man had put him in contact with.
Dirk got lost in his thoughts as they walked, not so much that he’d be unaware though. He was pretty well constantly aware of where Dave was and where he was, would be pretty shit if they got hit by a car.
The skatepark when they arrived was pretty crowded. Few kids on boards, lots of teens sitting around probably doing drugs.
“You ready to show all those other kids who’s boss.” Dirk said to Dave, cooly. Can’t be too warm with these things.
Dave just nods. So Dirk nods back. Easy. Dave heads off to do some cool stunts or something, Dirks attention on him is cut off by a woman coming over to talk to him. Parent of some of the kids here probably.
“Nice of you to be taking your brother to the skatepark. You must be close.” The woman totally assumes correctly that the two are brothers, it kinda weirds Dirk out a little.
“Sure.” He says back.
“You live around here? Don’t think I’ve seen you before.” She continues.
“Yeah.” Dirk replies.
“Well if you live nearby I might know your parents. I-“ She doesn’t get to continue being annoying because Dirk cuts her off.
“No.”
“Excuse me?” She starts but doesn’t get far.
“You don’t know my parents.”
“Oh okay.”
Theres’s silence for a moment and then the woman gasps, pointing out onto the tarmac.
“Your brother! He’s crashed!”
Dirk looks in the general direction of the point and sees Dave, skateboard rolled off to the side, knee split open and bleeding everywhere, looks nasty. Fuck.
“Fuck.”
He walks over and pulls Dave up to his feet. Stupid ass kid must of fucked up bad. Did they even have bandages at home? Fuck.
“Come on, on your feet. Lets go home.” He’s suddenly really conscious of the woman staring at the back of his head. So he does the second weirdest shit he’s done today, he picks Dave up.
He has Dave in his arms, kid weighs barely nothing, and carries him out of the park. The woman says something as he leaves but he ignores that, and run-walks home.
Dave was bleeding quite a bit, totally ruined Dirks shirt, which was whatever since he then wrapped it around the kids leg. That was enough first aid right?
“Don’t do that again.” Dirk said, still not sure what it was Dave did. He’d been distracted.