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[ 6am seems like the perfect time to get up. or at least to a certain little girl, anyway, especially when it is soon going to become a magical day. but first her eyes land at the foot of her bed, briefly sad to see that her kitty is nowhere in sight (aw...) but knows that he couldn't have gone too far. this isn't the main thing on her mind, though. what is on her mind is the snow that had decided to pile up throughout the night, rolling off of her bed excitedly so she can run to the window and smoosh her face against it to peer down at the white that's littering everything.

her daddy promised her to play in the snow, when it decided to come. now that that day has arrived, she thinks it's time to wake him up. this is why she's quickly scurrying across the (not very large) space between her room and her parent's bedroom, wiggling inside the crack that she finds there between the door and the wall. beams down at the floor when she notices her ~~very fat~~ ~~unhealthily large~~ kitty on the floor next to the entrance, waddling on over to squat down and pet him. after a few scratches to his belly (mow, mow...) she stands again, giggling a little to herself when she notices that both her parents are still snoozing away.

creeps quietly to their bedside so she can poke her eyes just over the mattress to stare at albert. reaches over to gently pat at his face, whispering a low daddddyyyy to see if that'll wake him up. ]

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[ & of course, he wakes up immediately because he's ~~haxx~~ albert. he does admit to being slightly disoriented in the beginning, however, but it's easy enough to tell who's causing the disruption (if one could call it that), so he pretends not to hear it, keeping his eyes closed & body relaxed as to properly feign sleep. ]

[ and she'll stop patting, pulling back to just watch him for a while longer. when he doesn't wake up on his own she grabs at the bed, hoisting herself up to lay next to him. wiggles under the sheets so she can snuggle in closer, gently headbutting her head into his chest. is still whispering when she says: ]

Daddddyyy. Daaaaddy. Snow!

[ simply curls an arm around his little love while cracking an eye open, not really wanting to get up yet. ]

Hmm?

[ peeks up at him, her eyes wide. ]

It's snowing.

Mm. Is there something particularly special about this snow?

Uh-huh. It's playful snow.

[ makes another 'hmm' noise. ]

You've spoken to it?

[ nods slowly. ]

Through the window.

All of them?

[ another nod. ]

All the snows.

[ eyes slip back closed. ]

And how did you manage such a feat in so little time?

The snow tells the other snows. [ reaches a hand up to clumsily pet the side of his face. ] They're all friends.

[ tilts his face into the pats a little. ]

Ingenious.

[ puffs her chest out in pride. or as much as she can in her position, anyway. ]

I learned it from you, daddy!

[ gives her a fond squeeze. ]

And because you are my little love, yes?

[ wiggles happily and pushes herself up a little bit to smooch him on the nose. ]

Yes.

[ returns the smooch, but to the top of her head. ]

Good answer.

[ flops her head back down, only this time on the pillow so she's face-to-face with him. ]

Is daddy still sleepy?

Hm. . . only half-sleepy, but incredibly warm under the covers.

'Cause of me and mommy?

[ gives her another kiss to the head. ]

Always.

[ another wiggle to show her happiness. ]

Okay. [ tries to wrap her arms around him. ] Then I'll keep you warm even morer.

[ another squeeze. rubs his nose into her hair fondly. ]

You have my most sincere gratitude, little love.

[ pushes her face into him and holds on tight. after a moment's pause, she muffles: ]

But daddy is okay to go play too, right?

[ eyes open again as he raises an eyebrow. ]

Ah, so that was your motive?