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HTTYD - Day 23, Part 2b
🕑 Added 2021-04-09 05:24:14 +0000 UTCChapter Note: This is a tiktok heavy chapter, but i tried to add a bunch of details so hopefully people who don’t use the app can still follow along. Hope u enjoy!
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Friday, November 6 (cont.)
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After Marcus and the girls had watched Sabrina for a bit, the doorbell rang, and Jessie turned towards the door, exclaiming “Pizzas here!” excitedly. “Can you go get it for us Daddy?” she asked, lifting him off her lap and setting him back down on the floor.
“When did you order pizza?” he asked, turning to look up at her instead of heading for the door.
“During when you were brushing our hair,” she answered, her eyes focused on the show instead of addressing him directly. “We always get pizza when I have sleepovers,” she reminded him. Not that night from a few weeks ago when Harper and Paris stayed over. But I’m pretty sure I remember them coming home late, and I had fallen asleep on the couch by then. But other than that night, she was right. The key difference though was that Marcus would usually drive to the local pizza restaurant to pick them up, and would only have it delivered if he was feeling especially lazy. But it seemed that Jessie had taken the initiative for him and gone ahead with ordering a delivery on her phone.
The doorbell ringing a second time snapped Marcus out of his thoughts, and Jessie glanced down at him, still standing in front of the couch between hers and Paris’ legs. “Right, I’m just not used to getting it delivered,” he said, ducking under Paris’ legs to head to the kitchen and grab his credit card from his wallet. Then he hurried over to the front door and reached up to the handle, gradually pulling it open. A lanky teen boy who looked around 16 or 17 was standing on the other end, holding 2 pizza boxes and a 2 liter of Sprite. He looked a bit surprised initially to see a two and a half foot man answer the door, but he quickly regained his composure as Marcus held up the credit card.
“Um, do you wanna…” the boy started to say, not sure if the smaller man would be able to carry the large, 16 inch boxes and the big bottle of soda by himself. Before he’d opened the door, Marcus had assumed he’d carry the boxes over his head. But he hadn’t known they’d gotten a drink too, so he figured he’d have to take two trips in order to safely carry everything. Maybe even three.
“Oh… you can just put them down for now,” he replied, and the boy put down the boxes and the soda bottle so he could take the card from Marcus.
From his pocket, the boy pulled out a phone with a card reader attached, and swiped Marcus’ credit card to confirm his payment. Then he handed the card back to Marcus, and stood awkwardly for a moment, looking between the boxes and soda on the ground and Marcus. “I can, uh… do you want me to bring them in for you?” he asked.
From across the house, Veronica turned towards the door, and spotted the two of them standing there just as Marcus got his card back. “Oh! Do you need help carrying them Mr. Tilden?” Veronica called out from across the house, and sprung up from the couch. He heard the patter of her feet running across the floor, and just as he shook his head, about to call back that it wasn’t necessary, he heard her feet approach right up behind him before stepping right over him. The crotch of her jeans flew less than an inch over his head, and her inner thighs brushed the sides of his head, as she was just barely able to get her legs around his body. The boy stood with his mouth open, wondering if what he had just seen was technically appropriate. Especially considering the girl looked even younger than his 16-year-old self, whereas the man was obviously older than both of them combined. Plus she’d called him by his last name, implying that they weren’t even family at least.
“I can bring them in,” Veronica told the delivery driver with a smile. “Thanks!”
“Yeah…” he stuttered, thinking about how emasculated he’d feel if a girl had done that to him. “Have a good day,” he said, and turned to leave.
Glad that the pizza had arrived, Veronica stooped down to pick it up off their porch. She wasn’t even thinking of the little man behind her, who suddenly got an up close view of the girl’s wide hips as her jeans stretched over her butt while bending over right in front of him. She placed the soda bottle on top of the pizza boxes and effortlessly picked them up before standing again, and turned to head back inside. But holding the boxes prevented her from seeing the floor below, and she accidentally walked right into Marcus with her legs, nearly tripping and jumping back in surprise. “Oh!” she exclaimed, holding the boxes to the side so she could see him again. “Sorry, I thought you went back inside, I didn’t know you were still there.” She grimaced, feeling apologetic considering she had legitimately forgotten about him and assumed he’d headed to the kitchen after she offered to bring in the pizza.
“It’s fine,” he muttered, side-stepping around her and closing the front door. As much as she seemed like the kind of girl to mess with him, he actually believed her this time.
“Perfect timing you guys,” Paris said, as the episode’s credits started on screen. Jessie exited the show, and joined Paris in heading to the kitchen with Veronica and her dad.
While Jessie’s friends headed to the table, Jessie went to grab plates and napkins for everyone before joining her friends. Marcus headed to the fridge and opened it up, grabbing a bag of carrots from the vegetable drawer. “I can’t force our guests to eat anything they don’t want to,” he noted, carrying the bag over to the table and setting it down next to his daughter’s plate. “But I still want my kid to have some veggies.” He rubbed Jessie’s head, and she rolled her eyes. “And you two are obviously welcome to have some too if you want,” he added, taking the seat next to Jessie’s.
“Thanks Mr. Tilden,” Paris said, grabbing some carrots of her own and crunching into them before she’d even started on her pizza. Veronica opened the boxes, and everyone grabbed a slice of pepperoni.
“Technically you can’t ‘force’ me to eat any carrots either,” Jessie joked, smirking at her dad. “But I will because I’m such a good and obedient daughter,” she cheesed, grinning at him sarcastically.
“I could force you if you wanna keep getting rides to and from school every day,” he replied. “And an allowance every week.” She was right, he couldn’t force her to do anything she didn’t want to. But that would’ve been true even if he was still his full size.
“Okay, okay,” she blushed. “I already said I would.” Paris laughed at the two of them, and Veronica smiled too, quietly watching the dynamic between shrunken father and giant daughter as she ate her pizza.
Marcus grabbed a slice of his own, and looked a bit intimidated by the idea of eating the whole slice. He was sure the girls would each have 2 or 3 slices, but the 8 inch slice looked a foot and a half long in his eyes. At least that was one of the advantages to smaller size: There’s always plenty of food.
Jessie was browsing through TikTok on her phone when she came upon a video that piqued her interest. “Oooooh, we should do the Mirrors Challenge since we have multiple people here! The one from that Justin Timberlake song.”
“Yeyeyeyeyeah!” Veronica exclaimed, excited by the idea, and put down her pizza to go stand out in the open.
“Here Daddy, you can record us,” Jessie said, handing Marcus her phone after setting up the sound. It wasn’t the first time she’d asked him to record a TikTok for her, so he knew what he was doing for the most part. Then she and Paris got up so they could join Veronica. “OK, so I’ll be in the middle, and we’ll turn this way, and then the other way, and then you two turn around and I’ll slap you guys, and then we’ll switch and you guys can slap me.” Marcus knew that Jessie liked making videos, and it was clear that this wasn’t the first time she’d orchestrated one with her friends. He didn’t know what particular trend they were planning on doing, but he liked Justin Timberlake so his interest was somewhat keen too. “OK, ready?” Jessie asked Marcus, and they all turned to face the camera, with Paris on the left, Veronica on the right, and Jessie in the middle, as Marcus held his daughter’s oversized phone up with both his hands and pressed the record button.
The song started to play from the chorus and the girls all turned to their left, and then right as Justin’s first line from the clip ended, Veronica and Jessie swung their palms forward and lightly slapped them the butt cheeks of the girl in front of them on time with the beat. Marcus raised his eyebrows; he was expecting some kind of group dance like most of the other challenges, and was surprised at what it was instead. The three girls pivoted 180 degrees, synced up as if they’d already rehearsed it before, and then in the middle of Justin’s second line, Paris and Jessie once again smacked the asses of the friend in front of them. They were all giggling already, as Jessie turned to face the camera and the girls on the outside both turned with their backs to the camera in anticipation of the third hit. Except Jessie brought her hands up high, biting her lip mischievously, before slamming them down on her friend’s butts on the third beat, causing their cheeks to jiggle far more than the first two times, and eliciting gasps from her surprised friends. For the fourth and final one, Jessie spun around with her back to the camera, squeezing her eyes shut for what she knew was coming, as Paris and Veronica turned back to face forwards again. They each lifted their hands that were closest to Jessie, and with even more gusto, crashed their palms firmly against Jessie’s butt cheeks. Even despite the tight leather material she was wearing, his daughter's ass wobbled the most of them all, and she shrieked out in a mixture of pain and laughter. Marcus quit recording, speechless at what he’d just recorded for Jessie and her friends. But before he could decide if he should make the parental decision to delete it, Jessie had run back to her dad and snatched the phone out of his hands.
“Thanks!” she smiled, still giggling from the whole thing. Every time she made a video she’d get excited but ultimately underestimate how much she enjoyed it, until actually doing it and having more fun than she was expecting, every time. Paris and Veronica gathered around to check out the final product, although Marcus was too short to see for himself very well. After they watched it all the way through, they all laughed at the finished version again, and Jessie wasted no time in adding the caption “s/o to my dad for filming lol” before posting it.
Everyone took a seat again, and the girls all started talking about some of the videos they’d seen recently as Marcus quietly ate some more of his pizza. Are all of Jessie’s videos like that? he wondered. He didn’t have TikTok on his phone, so he’d only seen her page whenever she showed it to him. But from what he remembered, most of her videos were pretty normal, harmless dancing videos.
Veronica had been scrolling through her own page, when she found the video she’d been looking for, something she’d made a few weeks ago. “Oh, I found it! Did you guys see the one I did that went kinda viral? It’s almost at 5 million views!”
“The ‘small waist’ one?” Jessie sang, remembering the lyrics in her head.
Veronica nodded, “Yeah, and 700 thousand likes so far.” She turned the phone around so her friends could see, as Jessie and Paris leaned over the table so they could see closer. Marcus had a view of the phone too, and he glanced at it to see what dance this girl could’ve done that was worth going viral. “Small waist, pretty face,” the girl from the song sang, and Veronica, dressed in a white t-shirt and yoga pants, pointed to her tanned, exposed belly first for the first part, and then reached her hands up and laid them flat under her chin as she smiled for the second part. Then she hopped up in the air and spun halfway around, landing with her bubbly butt facing right at the camera, causing it to jiggle up and down a bunch from the vibrations as the singer added “with a big bank!” Marcus nearly choked on his pizza out of shock, quickly looking away as the TikTok ended with Veronica jumping again and landing at a slightly different angle, causing her ass to jiggle all over again for the singer’s second verse as she mouthed along with the lyrics.
“Jeez, you look so good Veronica,” Jessie said in awe, sitting back down in her seat. “None of mine are even close to a million.”
“Yeah, me neither,” Paris agreed. They each had a few thousand followers, but Veronica was closing in on almost 600,000. Not to mention her 90,000 on Instagram too. Marcus just ignored them as he continued eating his food, trying not to think about the video he’d just seen.
Veronica noticed he wasn’t paying attention to them, and had an idea for another TikTok they could make. “Hey, I have an idea for another video,” she told them. “I wanna play a sound and see if you know the choreography without having to look it up.”
Paris shook her head and took a bite out of some more carrots. “Oh, I have such a bad memory, I’d be so bad at that,” she said, staying in her seat.
But Jessie was game. “Alright, bet,” she mumbled through a mouthful of pizza, quickly taking a swig of soda to wash it down before hopping out of her seat again. “But nothing obscure, right? Like it’s gotta be something I recognize.”
“No no don’t worry, you’ve definitely seen these ones before,” Veronica assured her, using her own phone this time to record the video. “Hit her in a Benz, we fuckin all in the street,” the song started, and Jessie obviously knew it right away, gasping in recognition and nodding along to Veronica’s idea. “She told me to recline so I had to let back the seat” the song continued, and Jessie turned to the side, moving her fist in a cranking motion as she arched her back behind her while keeping her legs planted on the ground. Marcus was paying attention now, wondering if this was going to be another song that ended up being ‘inappropriate.’ Jessie’s hips grooved along with the beat, as the song finished off with “Pull out and she sucked it, I nut all over her meat,” while his daughter brought her splayed fingers up to her face and slowly draped them down her body and over her breasts. As soon as the clip ended, Veronica quickly switched to her camera app and started recording on that too, but as Jessie was laughing from having fun with another challenge, Veronica quickly panned over to Marcus and got his reaction. His jaw was open, even more shocked than he had been with the last one.
“Did he just say what I think he said?” Marcus asked incredulously, and suddenly Jessie and Veronica broke out into cackling, hysterical laughter at the reaction from Jessie’s dad. Even Paris was nervously laughing along with the other two. Marcus turned to Veronica, and found himself staring into her camera’s lens, his eyes going wide as he realized he was being recorded. Veronica put the phone down and ended the video, but she was still wheezing with laughter at catching Marcus’ reaction to his daughter’s dance on video. “Were you recording me?” Marcus asked rhetorically, as Veronica quickly went back to TikTok, saved the first video, and spliced the two together. Without looking up, she nodded in response to Marcus’ question, and then added some text saying “HER DAD” that appeared as soon as Marcus showed up in the video. It all took less than 15 seconds for her to do, and then she tagged Jessie in the caption and pressed the post button. “Wait, I don’t know if I wanna be out on the internet like that,” Marcus said, and Jessie came back over to her seat and shrugged.
“It’s not a big deal, Daddy, it’s not like anybody knows who you are anyways.” He was about to say something back, but his daughter spoke up again in defense of Veronica before he could get a word in. “Also, it’s her account, and you’re my dad, not hers. So it’s not like you can really tell her to remove it anyways.” He didn’t have much of a response to that, knowing that she was right. He could obviously ask her to take it down, but it seemed clear that the girls thought his reaction was hilarious and wanted to share his embarrassment with her hundreds of thousands of fans. His best hope was to just move on. It’s just a video, it’s not like it really matters that much anyways, he told himself.
“I trust your parents wouldn’t let you make a video like that on your TikTok, right Paris?” he said, turning to Jessie’s best friend, always the moral center of the group.
She chuckled and shook her head, “Probably not. They usually don’t have a problem with the stuff I post though.”
“Do you have any viral videos?” he asked.
“I made one for this trend that was like ‘We’re wolves, we own the night,’” she sang. “It’s got like, 20 thousand views I think, which isn’t like, viral viral but it’s a lot more than most of my videos.”
“Twenty thousand, that’s kinda impressive,” he mused. “What’s the challenge?”
Paris shrugged, “You pretty much just get on your hands and knees and howl and pretend to be a dog. It sounds stupid when you say it out loud,” she giggled. “But a lot of the trends are and they’re still fun.”
“Like this,” Jessie said, pouncing on the floor and howling up at the ceiling. “Here, you should try it!”
Marcus shook his head, glancing at Veronica and back to his daughter. “No thanks, I don’t want someone to record me doing it badly or something.”
Jessie shot Veronica a look, who put her phone on the table away from her, holding her hands up in surrender to show her willingness to cooperate. “There,” Jessie said, turning back to look at her dad. “Nobody’s gonna film you. Now will you try it?” She tilted her head to the side, looking up at him with pleading eyes that matched the rest of her puppy dog demeanor.
“Okay, okay,” he sighed, and slowly got off his chair and onto his hands and knees in front of Jessie.
“You just howl, AWOOOO,” she demonstrated again, “and then you paw at the ground like this.” She scraped her hands across the floor back and forth, just like how in the videos. Marcus repeated what she did, causing Jessie and the other girls, who had gathered around to watch, to clap and cheer him on. “There you go, Daddy, you just learned a TikTok dance! Kinda. Does it qualify as a dance?” she asked, sitting up onto her ankles and turning to her friends, who shrugged. “Can you do a good bark?” she asked, turning back to her dad.
“A bark? You want me to bark?” he asked, and she nodded enthusiastically.
“Yeah! What’s your most convincing bark?”
“Uh…”
“C’mon, bark for us! Bark, Daddy, come on!”
“Alright alright… ARF!” He laughed at his own bark, and the other girls laughed too, but not in a mocking way, they were all just having fun. Jessie certainly likes to be weird. “Arf arf, ARF!” he barked again, pretending to be a puppy for his daughter.
She reached up onto her plate and grabbed one of her carrots, still sitting on her ankles but holding the carrot high above the ground. “See if you can reach your treat now,” she encouraged, eager to keep up the charade.
Marcus frowned and looked at Jessie with a dull expression, “OK, now this is getting to be humiliating.”
“Wow, Puppy can talk?!” Veronica exclaimed, joining Jessie’s side. “I didn’t know dogs knew English.”
“Yeah, that was so weird,” Jessie agreed sarcastically. Rolling his eyes at the girls’ antics, he decided to just play along and readied himself on his hands and knees, before jumping up into the air towards the carrot. He was far too short to reach it, but Jessie decided it was a good attempt anyways and dropped it into his mouth. The three girls all broke out into cheers and claps, which made Marcus smile and actually feel a bit good about himself.
“Good boy,” Jessie teased, patting her dad on the head. She stood back back up too her full height, putting her hands on her hips as she looked down at him with a smile. “You’ll always kinda be like my pet, Daddy,” she cooed adoringly. “A princess and her pet!”
