I needed fluff. Y'all need fluff. Have some fluff.
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“Excuse me, is Nurse Malinda Russell on shift today?”
Nic turned, then readjusted their eyes downward. There was a maybe seven or eight-year-old boy with brown hair, bright blue eyes, and some killer dimples standing in front of them. There were also a pair of brown eyes peering around one side of the boy, and the most incredible green eyes they had ever seen on the other.
They got down on one knee. “Are you lost, little man?”
That got them a look. “We aren’t lost. This is the neonatal intensive care unit, and if Nurse Russell is on duty today, please tell her that Scott, Virgil, and John Tracy are here to see her.”
That got their attention. Scott Tracy was kind of a legend around the NICU. His art still hung on the break room fridge. Nic stood up. “If you’d wait over there, Mr. Tracy, I’ll see if she’s available.”
Scott, and it had to be Scott, gave him a nod, then herded his younger brothers over to the small waiting area. Nic headed back to the desk and called back. “Hey, Neil, is Mal busy?”
“She’s doing the draws. Should be done in about ten minutes. Why?”
“Because she’s got a visitor.” Nic was feeling ornery and decided to tease it out. The staff of the NICU took small joys whenever and wherever they could.
“Oh, Lord, now what? Not the Jamisons, again.”
Perfect opening. “Nope. Mr. Scott Tracy, and family.” There was a crash, and Nic mentally marked down making Neil drop the handset.
“WHO!?”
“Mr. Scott Tracy, and family.” They couldn’t keep the smirk off their face or out of their voice. Not that they tried very hard.
“You toadlicker. I’ll tell Mal as soon as she’s finished with the draws.”
Nic chuckled to themself and hung up. They kept a weather eye on the three boys. Not that there was any real reason to. Backpacks were taken off, and coloring books and pencils were produced. Juice sacks came out of Scott’s bigger bag for the littles. Scott himself settled down on the couch and started reading an actual paper book! Nic didn’t know many adults, let alone a seven-year-old, that could handle a physical book.
Fifteen minutes later, Malinda popped out through the doors. “Nic? Neil said I had -”
“MS. MALINDA!!”
That was what Nic had been expecting, as a small blue rocket crashed into Mal’s legs and glommed on.
“What! Scott!” Mal freed her legs and returned the hug. Then pulled back. “My word! Look at you. You’ve gotten so big!”
Nic revised their opinion of Scott’s dimples. On a serious face, they were distracting. When paired with a glowing smile, they were devastating. Good God Almighty, that boy was going to be a heartbreaker when he got older without even trying. They shook their head, hopefully, that power would be used for good. Otherwise, the world was doomed.
“Ms. Malinda, you might not remember Virg -”
Mal knelt down to be on eye level with the two younger boys. “Of course, I remember Virgil. I never forget one of my babies.” She held out her hand. “How do you do, Virgil?”
Huge brown eyes stared at her. Scott reached over and held out Virgil’s hand. Which she shook gently. “You’ve gotten big too. You were small enough I could have held you in one hand when you first came here.”
“This is Johnny.”
Who was slightly braver and held his own hand out to be shaken.
“It’s very nice to meet you, John.” The formalities dealt with, she turned to Scott. “As thrilled as I am for the visit, why are you here? Where are your parents?”
“Momma and Daddy are upstairs waiting for Gordon. He’s late.”
“Oh, Sweet Baby Jesus. Nic, call up to maternity and let Col. Tracy know his boys are down here.”
Nic busied themself with that and missed the next part.
“It’s loud up there! Johnny and Virg were getting scared.” Scott stood straight. “I brought them down here because it’s safe.”
Oh, if that didn’t rip the heartstrings, nothing would. Though it said a lot of what Scott thought of the NCIU.
“Sweetie, thank you. But you can’t stay here. Your momma and daddy are going to be worried.”
“Daddy’s in with Momma,” Scott said, then lowered his voice, “there’s yelling in there.”
Mal turned back to them. “Nic?”
“Mrs. Tracy is in hour 10 and holding at 6. Dominic said they are looking at a C, if she’s still like that, at hour 14.” They grinned. “Col. Tracy said, ’Oh thank GOD. I owe you all dinner.‘”
“See! Daddy knows we’re here. I told him before we left. First rule!”
Nic had to laugh at that. “Mal, it’s just for a few hours. I think we’d be willing to give up the nap room for Misters Tracy.” They grinned. “After all, one of them is ours.”
-o-o-o-o-
Nic was still working the desk six hours later when an exhausted father staggered out of the elevator. Not an uncommon sight in the NICU. But usually, they knew all the parents.
“Excuse me. I was told that my sons were down here?”
Damn, if Scott got the voice to go with those dimples, he was going to rule the planet.
“Col. Tracy?”
An exhausted nod.
“Come along, I’ll take you to them.” They led him back into the NICU. “So, everything alright with the new baby?” Nic was pretty sure it was, or they would have heard.
“Yeah. 6 lbs, 10oz, 15 inches. Perfectly healthy, just tiny and stubborn.” He gave a rough chuckle. “I don’t blame him for wanting to stay where it’s warm and safe.”
Nic frowned, that was a damn small baby. They had a cat that was bigger. But maternity would have called if he had needed the NICU. Nic held a finger to their lips and opened the door to the nap room. There, curled up on the bed, were the three boys. Scott had cuddled both his brothers in a contortion only available to very young children.
Their dad leaned on the doorframe and just looked at them. “My hostages to the future.” He looked at Nic. “Would you all mind if I stayed with them for a bit?”
“Not at all, Colonel. Shift change is at five. It will get pretty noisy then.”
He waved his hand. “Can’t be any worse than these three on sugar.” But there was a tired grin to go with the words. He walked in, laid down, and brought all three boys into an embrace.
Nic smiled and started to close the door. “Oh, Colonel?”
“Hmmh?”
The man was half asleep already. “Congratulations and Happy Valentines.”
This is everything I needed right now. Beautifully written!
With everything going on in the world and our personal lives I thought it might be a nice idea to help lift all of the Thunderfam spirits by filling our dashboards with some Thunderbirds art, screenshots, fluffy fic goodness etc..
#TFamLove so we can all find it
❤️
And here’s my first contribution some of my favourite screenshots
A great idea!
Some of my favourite gifs:
Some fan art from me to you with love ❤️
Gorgeous
Virgil playing piano! Alan showing Gordon his alligator! Gordon reading! Virgil with his birb!
I’ll join in! Here’s a few of my favourite silly GIFs I made a while ago.
@seathesilverlinings hit us with some fruit hats!!
(pretty please, thank you very much, if it pleases you . etc etc.)
Oh man some of these are hilarious!
I’m game. Here is me and my twinnie, he lives with Parker Nessie. Tonight we traded places to see how long it would take her to notice. We got away with it for ages but our giggling gave us away!
With everything going on in the world and our personal lives I thought it might be a nice idea to help lift all of the Thunderfam spirits by filling our dashboards with some Thunderbirds art, screenshots, fluffy fic goodness etc..
#TFamLove so we can all find it
❤️
And here’s my first contribution some of my favourite screenshots
A great idea!
Some of my favourite gifs:
Some fan art from me to you with love ❤️
Gorgeous
Virgil playing piano! Alan showing Gordon his alligator! Gordon reading! Virgil with his birb!
I’ll join in! Here’s a few of my favourite silly GIFs I made a while ago.
With everything going on in the world and our personal lives I thought it might be a nice idea to help lift all of the Thunderfam spirits by filling our dashboards with some Thunderbirds art, screenshots, fluffy fic goodness etc..
#TFamLove so we can all find it
❤️
And here’s my first contribution some of my favourite screenshots
A great idea!
Some of my favourite gifs:
Some fan art from me to you with love ❤️
Gorgeous
Virgil playing piano! Alan showing Gordon his alligator! Gordon reading! Virgil with his birb!
With everything going on in the world and our personal lives I thought it might be a nice idea to help lift all of the Thunderfam spirits by filling our dashboards with some Thunderbirds art, screenshots, fluffy fic goodness etc..
#TFamLove so we can all find it
❤️
And here’s my first contribution some of my favourite screenshots
With everything going on in the world and our personal lives I thought it might be a nice idea to help lift all of the Thunderfam spirits by filling our dashboards with some Thunderbirds art, screenshots, fluffy fic goodness etc..
#TFamLove so we can all find it
❤️
And here’s my first contribution some of my favourite screenshots
With everything going on in the world and our personal lives I thought it might be a nice idea to help lift all of the Thunderfam spirits by filling our dashboards with some Thunderbirds art, screenshots, fluffy fic goodness etc..
#TFamLove so we can all find it
❤️
And here’s my first contribution some of my favourite screenshots
Synopsis (as written on Ao3) It’s 2040 and the Global Conflict has begun. Jeff has been recalled to the airforce. He and Lucy have 3 sons. Scott is 6, John is 5 and Virgil is 4 years old. Can be read as individual stories.
Synopsis (as written on Ao3) When a mission goes wrong Virgil is ripped away from his family in an abrupt accident. Those who love him do all they can to find him and hopefully bring him home.
I know I should get a hint after asking twice and not getting answers, but I’m still looking to commission someone for a nice Scayo art that I didn’t make.
Screenshot of the day - and possible prompt if anyone wants it - Gordon looking slightly sinister and like he’s got some sort of master plan to take over the world.
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Ok I need to know the brothers ages for TAG, cause I have an idea that their younger than their TOS counterparts.
Also it could be left up to interpretation. Help me out here pls
Hey kayter-skater.
Take it or leave it, I won’t be offended at all. But at the start of series 1 I had Scott down as 23 and Alan at 14, by the end of series 3 I had him down as 26 and Alan 17.
I slotted the others in with two years between them: Virgil 21 (august baby), John 19, Gordon 17. Then add three years for after the long reach: 24, 22, and 20.
I put Kayo at around Virgil’s age so she wasn’t a teenager in ring of fire, she was 21 and after long reach was 24.
Owwww interesting
I find these all really interesting, I would love to see what the correlation is between authors age and percieved Tracy ages. The older I get the more I feel they must have to have crammed a lot in to gain the experience. It took me a whole year to learn to drive, it soon adds up, and academia steals actual goddam years.
Please don’t expect thunderbird things from me anymore I’m now hyper fixated on Marvel, I no longer have alot of interest in thunderbirds, maybe one day, but not today, or for the next year, If you wish to keep your blog thunderbirds, I’d un follow
Ok I need to know the brothers ages for TAG, cause I have an idea that their younger than their TOS counterparts.
Also it could be left up to interpretation. Help me out here pls
Getting realistic ages is tricky, especially if we want Jeff and Sally to make sense (i.e., Sally can’t be too old and Jeff has to be realistically old) or not make the guys babies when they should be adults or training for IR already.
From a few sources, Alan starts the series at 14, maybe close to being 15 so that he can graduate HS by the end of season 3, so 18 at the end of the series.
Since Jeff had the boys do contingency plans etc. when he was still there (so at least 8 years prior), it means that at least Scott, Virgil and John (and Kayo) were adults by the time he disappeared, and perhaps Gordon as well. As I said in another post, I think Kayo is the same age as John and Penny is probably around that age too since she started working for IR when Jeff was there (so she was an adult as well).
Now… Sally had one son, but she was also a doctor, so technically she might not have had him really early, but if we don’t want her to be over 80, in the series, we have to bend things a bit (same thing for Jeff actually).
So here is what I use. By the end of Season 3:
Sally = 78
Jeff = 55
Scott = 33
Virgil = 31
John = 28
Kayo = 28
Gordon = 25
Alan = 18
Penny = 27
Parker = 65
I made Brains and the Mechanic a little older, so Brains is 43 and Mike 42.
Of course, normally, Alan wouldn’t look like he does in season 3 if he was 18 but that’s because of budget/animation/etc. constraints–he’s not Doogie Howser. lol
I know others make them younger but that’s the realistic-ish numbers I’m using. Not that I’m using numbers if I can avoid it. Sometimes, it’s better to remain vague.
