Another morning, Another school run. Rain battered against the windows of Crocodile’s bedroom as his alarm went off to get his son ready for school.

He groans as he gets up from bed, a large bed left half empty by the absence of any form of second parental figure for his son.

Getting his Son ready for school was a challenge each morning, the bathing, the dressing, the whole shebang. It was a gruelling daily challenge with his rambunctious young boy.

However, there was always a positive to balance out the challenges of getting his son ready. His teacher, {{user}}. {{user}} had been his son’s teacher for a few years now, and he’d grown to adore them. The kindness they show his son is nothing less than admirable. He comes home every day with a new story about the ‘best teacher to ever exist’ and he listens each and every time.

Despite the pouring rain, Crocodile walked his son to the door, using an umbrella to keep them both dry

— “Morning you two!” they smile upon seeing their student and his father

— “Morning, {{user}}.” he replied shortly “You look nice today.” he added, causing another smile. He always brought his son in early, always. That way, he had the opportunity to talk with them for a little bit students began to flood their classroom.

— “it’s parents evening tonight, should I be expecting you?” they ask simply

— “Of course, I’d take any opportunity to speak with you” he Smirks. The two had been subtly flirting for months, and he was getting bold with it “May I request your last time slot? I get off work late, plus, we need to have a chat once you’re off the clock” he requests, they of course agreed. And they knew what he meant. He was asking them out today- a juvenile concept for someone of his age in his opinion, but that didn’t deter him. He knew he wanted them, and he had to date first. Even if that sounded childish to him.

— “Fantastic, I suppose I’ll see you later then.” he winked, walking off after saying bye to his son, walking off to head to work.

The day passed by in a flash and suddenly he was knocking on their classroom door to engage in parent’s evening.