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[ her daily routine started off as it usually did: crawling out of bed and plopping on the floor, letting out a little oof! at the impact. picking herself up, she makes her way to her bathroom in a hurry to do her business, throwing her hands up in the air when she scurries out into her room in a victory! fashion. after that she throws open her closet and drawers, rummaging around to pick out an outfit for the day.

pulls her shirt over her head, snaps her jumper on, then picks up her pajamas to set them on her bed neatly; her personal (ninja) maid would surely put it into the wash for her. fistpumps once, quickly crawling onto her bed to pet ~~her fat kitty~~ catbert, telling him to be good while she goes to find daddy before zipping out of the room at top-speed.

says a quick HI, BYE! to one of the maids along the way, zooming and rolling around to peer into every corner to find albert. stands up from peeking underneath a bed to tap her chin, going AH-HAH! when a thought strikes her; the study was her final destination. and when she gets there and sees her daddy she snickers, quietly crawling on the ground slowly so that he wouldn't notice her right away. peeks up over the table, beaming when she sees a plate of cheese there. shifty-eyes to albert, reaching a hand out to nab a few pieces and plop onto the ground.

& that's the pattern she'll have for a while, continuing on ~~stealing~~ nomming down the cheese as quietly as possible, her previous mission long forgotten in the face of a cheesy-delicious breakfast. ]

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[ takes in this description. grows still as he tries to work it out in his mind. ]

Hm. Fox-shaped?

No, daddy, no. [ gestures with her hands a little. ] He's person-shaped! And has a funny mouth.

[ eyes slowly glazing... ]

A mixture, then?

[ lifts a hand to pat his arm. ]

Oh, daddy. I'll draw a picture of him for you.

[ blinks once, then seems to snap out of it. ]

Ah, that would be preferable.

[ another pat to the arm before she reaches for his hand instead. ]

I'll draw all of his friends, too. Like Big Bird and the Cookie Monster.

[ takes her hand & gets to his feet, while holding his cup of coffee in his other hand. ]

And what should I draw in response to that?

[ begins their walk, imitating albert again with her humming. ]

Um... Catbert.

I think drawing him to scale will wear out your black crayon.

[ laughs and giggles at that. ]

But he's so cute!

[ murmurs quietly: ]

And unhealthily large.

[ tilts her head up at him questioningly. ]

What's that, daddy?

Merely speaking my thoughts out loud, little princess.

[ seems satisfied enough with that reply to change the topic. ]

Is uncle Damon visiting today?

Ah. I don't believe so.

[ hangs her head a little, even if the expression on her face doesn't change. ]

Aw...

[ gives her hand a small squeeze. ]

He'll come visit soon, I'm sure.

Okey dokey. I want to see Diane and my babies, too.

Hm. Then it may be more efficient if you paid them a visit instead.

[ perks up. ]

Can I?!

[ releases her hand so that he can tug her against his side in a make-shift hug. ]

Of course.

[ clings onto him, somehow still trotting along at the same time. ]

Oh boy! I'll bring them presents, too!

[ shakes his head in amusement. ]

You do spoil them.

That's because I love them.

A fine reason.