Ship: Joyce Brown/Dorothy Keener (Dumbing of Age) Words: 302 Notes: Shhhhh I used the dialogue prompt for internal monologue it’s fine (I hope it’s fine). Includes canon-typical obsessive behavior and a reference to off-screen sex things.
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Dorothy was completely normal about Joyce. You could put in the newspaper that Dorothy was normal about Joyce.
(No one would put it in the newspaper, because Dorothy Keener was never going to be president, or probably anything else newsworthy either. But you could do it, and if you did, it would be true.)
Dorothy was a good friend. A normal friend. If anything, she was better than normal.
A good friend, after all, would know Joyce was a picky eater. A better friend would know that this was a sign of autism (along with all the other signs helpfully logged in her notes folder), and would help Joyce understand her diagnosis, all while accommodating and validating her dietary preferences.
A good friend would be understanding of all the sexual hangups Joyce picked up from her terrifyingly sheltered evangelical upbringing, and might even put her in touch with Planned Parenthood or another resource. A better friend would not be terrified, and would give Joyce hands-on help with sex education (well, okay, her hands weren’t technically involved, but that’s fine, it’s a colloquialism, a thing that people with autism (not Dorothy) often struggle with), and when Joyce found out she and Walky got back together and said she’d like to “be there, during,” she would mention that to Walky, after.
Not to mention, any friend would see Joyce falling for Joe’s manipulation and would try to keep them apart. That was an entry level qualification. Frankly, it was disappointing that none of Joyce’s other friends seemed to be capable of noticing it.
So no, surely all of this meant nothing - nothing except that Dorothy was a good friend. An above-average friend, even. If they gave out grades in that sort of thing, Dorothy would absolutely get a good grade in friendship, right?
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Date: 2024-06-11 01:20 am (UTC)Words: 302
Notes: Shhhhh I used the dialogue prompt for internal monologue it’s fine (I hope it’s fine). Includes canon-typical obsessive behavior and a reference to off-screen sex things.
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Dorothy was completely normal about Joyce. You could put in the newspaper that Dorothy was normal about Joyce.
(No one would put it in the newspaper, because Dorothy Keener was never going to be president, or probably anything else newsworthy either. But you could do it, and if you did, it would be true.)
Dorothy was a good friend. A normal friend. If anything, she was better than normal.
A good friend, after all, would know Joyce was a picky eater. A better friend would know that this was a sign of autism (along with all the other signs helpfully logged in her notes folder), and would help Joyce understand her diagnosis, all while accommodating and validating her dietary preferences.
A good friend would be understanding of all the sexual hangups Joyce picked up from her terrifyingly sheltered evangelical upbringing, and might even put her in touch with Planned Parenthood or another resource. A better friend would not be terrified, and would give Joyce hands-on help with sex education (well, okay, her hands weren’t technically involved, but that’s fine, it’s a colloquialism, a thing that people with autism (not Dorothy) often struggle with), and when Joyce found out she and Walky got back together and said she’d like to “be there, during,” she would mention that to Walky, after.
Not to mention, any friend would see Joyce falling for Joe’s manipulation and would try to keep them apart. That was an entry level qualification. Frankly, it was disappointing that none of Joyce’s other friends seemed to be capable of noticing it.
So no, surely all of this meant nothing - nothing except that Dorothy was a good friend. An above-average friend, even. If they gave out grades in that sort of thing, Dorothy would absolutely get a good grade in friendship, right?
Right?