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ragingbookdragon · 3 years

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Found family with the lanternfam? Four dudes and a kid? It can be angst it can be fluff.

FOUND FAMILY IS FOUR GUYS AND AN ALIEN CHILD WHO DOESN'T SPEAK ENGLISH.

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Hal knelt before the young child, eyes kind as he asked softly, “Hey kid, you think you can show me where my friends are?” he smiled. “I need to find them. It’s really important.”

They blinked their eyes, big and wide, then reached out and took his white gloved hand. “Bo naal zu’u,” they said and led him down a winding path, sheltered by vibrant and glowing flowers.

Their fingers were cold, much like their skin, a pale blue and had bioluminescent white and blue marks along their arms and legs; their body was clothed in leather garment, something he’d only seen cave people wearing in museums, adorned with thick black leather strips holding sharpened bones.

The night sky above them shone with billions of twinkling stars, only compared in beauty to the phosphorescent plants around them. Hal and the others had crashed landed on the planet after an anomaly was found; something in the atmosphere had siphoned the energy from their rings, causing them all to disperse as the static shock echoed outwards. Hal had ended up by some red lake and knowing it probably wasn’t water, decided to avoid it.

He’d wandered all day trying to find one of the other Corpsmen but to no avail; and he’d narrowly avoided being attacked by any wildlife in the thick and dense forest. He’d seen the kid watching him for a while and knowing that they probably had some idea of where Kyle, Guy, and John were, he decided to talk to them.

Surprisingly, they’d offered food and water, which he was wary to take, but too hungry and thirsty to care. Hal was glad he did because the taste made him feel like he was a dying man at a feast. Once he’d finished, he tried to speak to them, but they only cocked their head back and forth, white brows furrowing as he spoke, and yet, it seemed like they understood.

“Where are you leading me?” he whispered and they turned their head, gazing at him.

“Hofkiin,” they said, and Hal shook his head.

“I don’t understand what that means, kid.”

They frowned, looking at their feet. “Zu’u los drun hi wah dii hofkiin.” Shaking their head, they tugged his hand again. “Hin fahdon los til.”

Hal sighed, realizing he wasn’t going to understand them no matter what and resigned himself to being led around by a glowing blue alien speaking another language.

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After an hour of walking, they came upon a cave and they kid stopped, pointing to it. “Hin fahdon los ko.”

Hal blinked, looking down at them. “Inside? Go inside?”

They nodded and he inhaled deeply, stilling himself as he pulled away the thick brush and crouched, crawling underneath. Immediately he was greeted by the warmth of a fire and someone yelling, “HAL!”

His eyes widened as he was bearhugged by Guy, the man’s shout awakening the two sleeping Green Lanterns under animal hides, who scrambled up and into the hug as well.

Hal was never so glad to see all his friends more than that moment and he looked behind him at the small alien child crawling inside. “Thank you.”

They smiled and hurried over, climbing up the back of his legs and torso to wrap their arms around everyone’s heads. “Mu los brod!” they shouted cheerfully, and Hal cracked a grin, looking at the guys.

“How’d you guys get here?” Hal asked as they pulled away.

John nodded at the alien sliding down Hal’s back, tugging Kyle over to a wall covered in drawings. “Kid found us all and brought us here one by one.”

“Can’t understand shit they’re saying though,” Guy remarked. “But it seems like they understand us.” His eyes went to Hal’s ring. “Have you got any juice left?”

Hal’s fingers twitched and he frowned. “No. Do you guys—”

“Holy crap!”

They all spun at Kyle’s exclamation, eyes widening when he picked up a Power Battery keyed into their rings.

“Is that a—”

Kyle looked at John. “A power battery? Uh, yeah it is.” He glanced at the alien. “Where’d you get this?”

The child blinked, then reached into its satchel, digging around for a moment before pulling something out and holding it to him. “Bormah lost nii aan lingrah bok vod.” They slipped the ring onto their finger and to everyone’s amazement, a green suit flowed over their leather dressed body. “Rok ofun nii wah zu’u.”

Everyone stood in shock and Hal breathed, “Oh my God, they’re a Green Lantern.”

***

With their rings charged, they were ready to depart the planet and give their reports once they got back to Oa, but it all seemed heavy for the young one as they gripped Kyle’s leg and refused to let go, only shouting, “Mu los brod! Hi nis bo nol zu’u!”

Kyle looked at them for support, then bent down and patted their head. “Kid, we have to leave.”

They stared at him with teary eyes, taking his hand and showing him the ring before flashing their own. “Mu los brod!”

“The ring?” he asked, and they nodded, then gestured between them. “You and me? Us?” they nodded then pointed at Hal and the other two, then back to themselves. “All of us?”

“Mu los brod,” they said, gesturing in a circle between them, then clasping their hands together. “Brod.”

“Brothers?” Guy called out and they shook their head.

John frowned. “Maybe they mean the Corps? The Green Lanterns Corps? All of us belong to it?”

Another shake of their head and they did the gesturing again. “Mu los brod. Brod.”

Then it clicked and Hal said, “Family.”

The kid’s eyes went wide, and they pointed at him, shouting, “Geh! Geh! Mu los brod!”

“We’re family,” Hal repeated, then glanced at his ring. “That’s why they don’t want us to leave. We’re family through the rings.”

Kyle’s brows furrowed. “Well, what are we supposed to do? We can’t take them with us. This is their home. What about their family?”

The child shook their head. “Dii brod lost oblaan.” They thumbed the ring. “Zu’u bon aal hi.” Their green suit flashed to life, and they took Kyle’s hand, then took Hal’s and rose into the sky, the other two Green Lanterns hurrying to fly with them.

“Wait, are you coming with us?” Guy yelled and the kid nodded.

“Geh.”

Hal huffed a laugh. “I think that means yes, Guy.” He glanced at the others. “I guess we’ve got a kid now.”

“I’m not ready to be a parent though!” Kyle yelped and looked up at the kid. "I gotta be like your older brother! I'm not old enough to be a dad!"

The kid and the other guys merely laughed at Kyle's splutters.

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ragingbookdragon · 3 years

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Oh my gods, I loved Kyle and the little street rat! Street rat feels like a leash kid, I dunno why. Maybe Kyle introduces the kid to the other Green Lanterns? "Am I your favorite?" / "Give me 50 bucks and I'll think about it."

FOUND FAMILY! WE LOVE FOUR UNCLES ACTING LIKE DADS!

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The kid liked early two-thousands dance music and wouldn’t eat anything but Dino nuggets and macaroni and cheese—but not any plain Kraft, boxed-macaroni and cheese. Nooooooo, Kyle had to boil noodles and mix up three different bags of cheeses for the kid to be satisfied.

At least the kid wasn’t biting anymore, and when he introduced them to the rest of the guys—which he’d completely forgot they were coming over—he was pleased to see that the kid wasn’t biting them either. That being said, the little shit was a manipulator that had his best friends wrapped around their little scrawny fingers within five minutes.

Guy leaned over, watching the kid tap at the tablet. “Am I your favorite uncle?”

“Gimme fifty bucks and I’ll think about it,” they muttered.

“What do you need fifty bucks for?”

“Chicken nuggets.”

Guy blinked. “Why don’t I just buy you all the chicken nuggets you want?”

The kid looked up at him with big eyes that made his heart cry. “Can I get a six piece?”

Guy sniffed, totally not crying as he responded, “I’ll freakin’ buy you a twenty-piece, kid.”

“Then you’re my favorite uncle,” the kid responded, resting their head on his bicep.

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ragingbookdragon · 3 years

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Could you do "thank you for choosing me to be your dad." And "thank you for being my dad."

"Thank you for choosing me to be your dad."/"Thank you for being my dad." You know what I'm soft for? Hal Jordan being a good dad.

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Hal was a failure when it came to his kid. He paraded around like he knew what it meant to be a good dad, showing off pictures of them, bragging about them—especially in front of Bruce, but the truth is, when Martin died, so did any future of Harold Jordan becoming a parent. Or at least a good dad.

It wasn’t like he was one hundred percent sure the kid was his own. They’d shown up on his doorstep one night with a letter from their mom, explaining they were the product of a one night stand he’d had years ago. A six-year-old kid, alone in the middle of Coast City, abandoned by their only parent they’d known.

He didn’t sleep a wink that night, calling everyone he knew about what you did with a kid. Barry had ended up coming over to help him. The kid loved his best friend. Took to Barry like a fish to water, even calling them Uncle Barry before the night was over and the two men had tucked them in on the couch, cuddled in blankets and speed run stuffed animals of all kinds.

Do you even know who the mother is, Hal?

No clue. All they left was the letter. I…Barry, what am I supposed to do? I can’t raise a kid.

I don’t think you have a choice, Hal. His friend had leveled him with a strong look. That kid needs you.

Turns out, Hal needed them too. They spent the first few months getting used to each other. Hal bought them everything he thought they needed, probably a little too much, but they never asked for anything. Sometimes they asked for hugs or kisses on their head; Hal couldn’t help but feel weak to those.

But that nagging came back after a year or so. He wasn’t there for them when they needed him. He tried to be. Tried to attend all the school performances and PTC’s. But the Corps needed him too and Hal was sure his kid spent more time in his neighbor’s house than they did in his.

One night, they came into his bedroom at two o’clock, and Hal only realized it because they’d woken him up when they’d pressed themselves to his back, pulling the covers up to their chest.

“You okay, kid?” Hal called them ‘kid’. It made him feel like his father.

“Yeah,” they murmured. “I had a bad dream.”

“What about?”

“You died somewhere up there in space.” Their hands tightened in his shirt. “You left me all alone…none of the other Lanterns wanted to look after me.”

That hurt him more than he ever wanted to admit it did. Guy, John, and Kyle loved his kid. Their were the honorary uncles and spent more time arguing which set of shoulders the kid got to sit on whenever they were around. They wanted to sit on Guy’s shoulders and hold John and Kyle’s hands. Hal had the pictures to prove it, and everyone had one.

Hal frowned and turned over, pulling them into his arms like his mom used to do when he crawled into her bed after his dad died. “I’m not going anywhere, kid,” he whispered, kissing their head. “I’ll never, ever, leave you alone. I promise.”

They stayed silent for a few moments and Hal thought they’d drifted off when they said, “You think you’re a bad dad, don’t you?”

He sighed. “I don’t think I’m a bad one…but I know I’m not a great one.”

The kid thought for a moment. “You’re a great one to me, dad.” They said, turning in his arms to hug him.

Hal’s eyes filled with tears, but he choked them back, hugging them tightly. “Thanks for choosing me to be your dad, kid.”

They smiled. “Thanks for being my dad, dad.”

Hal was many things—but he wasn’t a failed father.

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