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2022-01-27
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When Your Dad Is A Wizard...

Summary:

Jim and Douxie find out they have more in common than they think... and Barbara just wanted one normal night with her kids.

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AKA, Honey made a shit post on tumblr about Douxie and Jim looking similar enough that they could be siblings and someone else said that maybe their dad is the same person and he's actually a wizard and I decided I had to write it. ROTT doesn't exist here.

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Barbara didn’t think her day could get any worse. She’d had a shitty shift at the hospital, she’d gotten a call from the principal that Jim had gotten detention. So when Douxie had called her, asking if she’d like to bring Jim to the bookstore for some relaxation time away from the house, she snatched up the opportunity. Douxie, bless his heart, had become like a second son to her, and Jim loved him like a brother. She knew he was dying for some quality time just between the three of them.

So when she and Jim arrived at the Arcane Bookstore, they were more than a little surprised to see someone in there besides Douxie. The man was arguing with the wizard, waving his arms and yelling loudly. 

“Is it such a hard thing to ask for!” The man demanded, ignoring the hissing cat on the banister above them.

“What the hell do you want from me!?” Douxie shouted back. “I already told you to leave me alone!”

Barbara gasped, stopping in her tracks. “James?”

James turned, eyes widening when he saw her. “Barbara?”

Douxie stared at them, looking between a flabbergasted Jim and James. “Oh my gods.” He muttered.

“What… the hell are you doing here?” Barbara demanded, picking up a book and flinging it at his face. “I thought I told you to never come back!”

“Barbara, wait!” James held up a hand, stopping the next book that came at his face. Red magic swirled around his fingers, keeping the book floating in mid-air. “I didn’t come for you, or for Jim. I just needed Hisirdoux’s help.”

Barbara stared at him, shock overcoming her anger. “You’re… you’re a wizard?”

James blinked. “Of course I am. Where did you think Hisirdoux gets it from?”

“What?” Jim demanded, glaring at his father with contempt.

“Ah, of course.” He sighed. “I-”

“You’re Jim’s father?” Douxie asked, looking a bit white in the face.

James turned to him with a sarcastic smile. “What? You never noticed the resemblance, Hizzy? I mean, you two could be twins.”

Barbara got over her shock quickly. “James, what are you here for?”

“Nothing that concerns you, Barbara.” He spat, looking at the other wizard. “Well?”

Douxie glared at him. “I would rather toss it into Gato’s Keep than give it to you. Bitch.”

James glowered. “Your mouth always did get you into trouble. It’s reasons like this you got lost-”

“You abandoned me.”

“Stop lying to yourself, Hisirdoux. It won’t get you anywhere.”

Blue light flashed behind them. James turned to see a sword pointed at his face.

“He said no.” Jim seethed. “Leave him alone. Leave us alone. I don’t want to see your face ever again. Especially around my mom and my friends.”

“Jim-”

“Go.” Jim lashed out, leaving a thin mark on James’ cheek. “That was a warning. Next time it’ll be your head.”

James glared at him before looking at Douxie one more time. “This isn’t over. One way or another, I’m getting what I want.” With that he disappeared, leaving a heavy silence over them.

Douxie leaned back against a bookshelf, letting out a breath, burying his face in his hands.

“What was that about?” Jim asked, sheathing Excalibur and taking off the amulet. “Douxie? Mom?”

Barbara had her lips pursed as she studied Douxie. “Douxie… is James…?”

Douxie nodded slowly, hands trembling as he took them away from his face. “Yes. James Lake Sr. is my father.” He ran a hand through his hair, not looking either of them in the eye. “Although nine-hundred years ago he was called Nicolae Casperan.”

Jim stared at the ground, trying to wrap his head around the fact that Douxie was his half brother. “So… Dad is a wizard and… what is he here for exactly?”

Douxie looked at him, eyes brimming with tears. “He… wanted this.” He dug into his pocket and brought out small gold ring attached to a thin chain. “It belonged to my mother, Estara.”

Barbara slowly approached him. “Why did he want it?”

Douxie clenched his jaw. “Family heirlooms can make powerful spells. I’d rather die than give this to that greedy little bastard.”

Barbara put a hand on his shoulder, meeting his gaze with a soft smile. “Douxie, I understand how you feel. Trust me, I do. And the last thing you should do is give in to what he wants. He’s not worth your time, or your tears.” She looked back at Jim, taking in a deep breath. “And… I feel like we have a lot to discuss.”

Douxie let out a shaky breath and nodded, pocketing the ring again. “Yeah, we do. We definitely do.”