"Come on little man, it's time for breakfast." Dirk called as a small Dave Strider slipped his door opened walking out of his room in his over sized grey heart t-shirt, his playing-card symbol blanket clutched in his small hand, his other hand rubbing his eye.

"But I'm still sleepy Bro." He whined, waddling his was over to the table, pulling himself onto the chair. Bro slipped a bowl of steamy oatmeal before the child, chuckling a bit.

"Well that's what you get for staying up too late last night Dave." Dave was now five years old and today was his first day of kindergarden. The night before he was bouncing off the walls with excitement, he didn't want to go to sleep at all and it took till 10:30 for Bro to get him to lie down. Now he was dreary eyes and not to enthusiastic, on the outside at least.

"Bro is my bag still bye the door?" Dave asked just to be safe.

Bro sighed and replied "Yes Dave, it is exactly where it was last night when you asked, and it's exactly where we put it yesterday afternoon when you wanted to make sure you didn't forget it."

Dave looked down in his oatmeal satisfied when a little bit of doubt shocked through his expression again, he looked up and added, "Does it have everything I'll need in it?"

Dirk sighed, "Yes, everything."

"You sure?"

"Yes I'm sure."

Dave paused, before asking again. "Did you double check it?"

His older guardian gave him a Strider smirk and assured Dave, "I triple checked it."

Dave's expression became a little more confident and he nodded, "Alright, cool." He scraped out the last of his oatmeal and shoved it into his mouth before scooting off of his chair onto the floor.

Dave froze again thinking about it. "What if I forget to grab it?"

"I wont let you buddy, don't worry"

Dave looked displeased. "Promise?"

"Yes, I promise." He patted the kid on the head as he started to walk away to his room.

"Need help getting dressed?" Bro asked, picking up Dave's empty bowl and setting it on the counter next to a pile of dirty dishes.

Dave shook his head "I'm a big kid, I can do it myself!" He proclaimed. Holding his head up high.

"Well alright lil' bro. I have an outfit laying out on your dresser for you." He called from the kitchen as Dave walked to his room.

Bro opened up the fridge, grabbing himself a bottle of apple juice. When he shut the door a piece of thick white construction paper slipped out from under its magnet and fluttered down to the floor.

It was a crayon drawn picture of Bro that Dave drew a few weeks before. It was of him standing on the roof of there building with a sword in hand. It was sloppy but it made Dirk proud. Dave was a handful sometimes but he was a good kid.

While he placed the drawing back on the refrigerator adding another magnet to keep it secure. He soon turned around to find Dave standing behind him, his shirt all awkwardly tangled around his body. Bro contained himself from laughing and let out a lighthearted sigh.

"What am I going to do with you Dave?" He pulled the shirt off his brother and helped him put it on properly. "We should get going soon, do you have everything?"

Dave was about to nod, but before he could he remembered something and bolted to his room. He came back, his pair of shades, practically identical to his brothers, crookedly rested on his nose. He then adjusted them and nodded, "Yeah I got everything."

Bro smiled, "That's my little bro. Now come on, get your shoes on." He started heading to the door, slipping on his own pair of shoes. He pulled the car keys out of his pants pocket just as little Dave finished putting his shoes.

Dirk turned the handle and opened the door while Dave scooped up his backpack and followed his brother out the door. He griped to his brother's large hand tightly until they where at the car.

Once he got Dave buckled in, he shut the door and got up front behind the wheel. Dave asked wary questions the whole ride there.

"Are you sure you know where the school is?"

"Yes, I'm positive."

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"What if I can't where my shades in class?"

"You tell them you're too cool to be without them."

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"What if someone picks on me?"

"Then I will personally drive to the school and kick their ass. But I'm sure they won't Dave."

"Really?"

"You're too cool for people not to like you, I'm sure you'll be fine."

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"Are you sure this is it?"

"Yeah, I'm sure."

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"Do you remember where my classroom is?"

"Yes but remember I can only walk you to your class room for the first week, then you need to know where it is on your own, ok?"

"What if I can't remember?"

"I'm sure you'll be fine."

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Next thing they knew they where standing in front of the classroom door. A label read 'Kinder room C: Mrs. Gallows's class'.

"Well this is it, you ready?" Bro said, looking at his brother's cautious expression.

"Oh hell no." Dave said, eyeing the door up and down, squeezing his brother's hand a little tighter.

Bro knelt down and looked Dave in the eye, resting a hand on his shoulder. "You're going to be fine." He ruffled his brother's hair and adding, "Go show them what a cool kid you are." He stood back up, patting the child's head one more time.

"Oh, and keep the cursing on a down low kid, don't want to upset the teacher now do we?" He chuckled as Dave shook his head, his expression much more confidant and exited than it was this morning. He opened the door and patted his brother on the back, urging him to go inside.

"Go get em' little man." He said winking at Dave, who just smiled and gave him thumbs up.

As he walked inside he turned and added to Bro "I can tell everyone about how I have the coolest best big bro ever!" Then he walked in with his head held high and his cool red and black backpack.

Bro smiled, hoping Dave would enjoy school and make a lot of friends. He shut the door, peeking in the window to see Dave sit down in the circle of kids on the floor, in front of the teacher.

"Good luck little man." He whispered before he turned around with his hands in his pockets and headed for the car.

AN:/ Thanks for reading! I hope you liked it! I'm most likely add another few chapters because this is really fun and I love wrighting this cute little Dave stuff! Well anyway, thanks again!