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[alyssapillar.livejournal.com]

[ 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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[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ lets their hands rest on the table while he shifts his hold so that it's more comfortable. ]

Ah. That, sweetheart, is a requirement.

[shinychild.livejournal.com]

Then what color should we wear? Red? White?

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

I am partial to red.

[shinychild.livejournal.com]

I knew you would be~ [ takes a bite out of her ice cream, thinking. swallows. ] Or maybe we should do pink?

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

I will not look very dashing, should we go pink.

[shinychild.livejournal.com]

But you look dashing in everything you wear.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

There is a reason why I steer clear of certain colours, little priness.

[shinychild.livejournal.com]

Well, you do look your best in red or black. [ noms on her ice cream, thinking. ] Would I be able to pull off those colors, I wonder...

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

Most definitely. With ease, no doubt.

[shinychild.livejournal.com]

Then I'll try them on~ Even if I like pink the most.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

A much lighter red may satisfy both our tastes.

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[shinychild.livejournal.com]

Oh! That's a wonderful idea~!

[shinychild.livejournal.com]

Ah, but it's too bad mommy can't come. You could wear red and she could wear white, then I could wear pink...

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

I'm sure they wouldn't mind making an exception.

[shinychild.livejournal.com]

You really think so?

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

I am most certain. [ he'll make it certain. ]

[shinychild.livejournal.com]

[ smiles brightly, obviously pleased at his words. instead of saying anything else she goes back to her ice cream, tickling albert's hand a little with the tips of her fingers. ]

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ while he lightly strokes at her fingers where he can reach, shaking his head at her antics. ]

Which flavour do you think your mother would enjoy the most?

[shinychild.livejournal.com]

Cookies and cream, rocky road, chocolate marshmallow...

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

We will be only buying two, little princess. Choose wisely.

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[shinychild.livejournal.com]

Aw...

[shinychild.livejournal.com]

Then... chocolate marshmallow for mommy and sherbet for me, I think.

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ nods & leans back as he watches her finish the rest of her ice cream. ]

Very well.

[shinychild.livejournal.com]

[ slowly chews on the cone portion of her ice cream, drooping a little when a thought strikes her. ]

I hope I make a lot of friends, daddy... What if my classmates don't like me?

[prideofcontrol.livejournal.com]

[ reaches forward again to brush away some of her bangs. ]

Little love, you are an exceptionally charming young lady. It would take a great deal of effort to dislike you.