Did someone say cake?

[twilit-kid.livejournal.com]

[it's looking pretty festive in here, with all the party decorations and tables set up with snacks, ice cream and drinks. there's an older Riku in the far corner watching the other two, a teenage Riku and a very young one.

the teenager is wrinkling his nose after tasting a bite of ice cream, and the youngest one is struggling with a party hat; they all have one on, but he seems to be having trouble pulling his off, yelping when the band snaps his chin]

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[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

[swipes his finger through the icing along the side of his cake (http://www.theshadyacre.com/images/2008_08/-4562.jpg), the bops her lightly on the nose with it]

I know, sweetie. You used to put it on me when you thought I was sleeping.

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

I was doing it for your own good!

[ack frosting! she will tug you down to give you an eskimo kiss~]

Now we match, Papa!

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

We sure do. I think I like this better than the moisturizer.

[still smiling, he'll lean down to make his wish and blow out the candles, his eyes on her happy face]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[she claps happily when you blow out all the candles, then pokes your tummy]

Too much cake will make you fat.

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

[like the others, he'd happened to wish for everyone's happiness, though he was mostly focused on her when he made his own. he'll poke her right back, then tug her shirt down to hide that bit of tummy she has showing.]

I think a few pieces tonight will be alright.

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[she swats at your hand but doesn't mind because she understands you're a fussy and unfashionable papa]

Of course it will be! It's your birthday so you're allowed to have as much as you want.

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

[at least he isn't pitching fits about what she likes to wear. he's smiling, cutting out a slice for each of them before heading over to the ice cream table to get some of that too before settling down.]

What do you think about training with me tomorrow to work off the cake we eat today?

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

... is that Papa-speak for "stand around holding a flashlight while I fix some engine"? Because that's boring.

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

No, I'm not trying to trick you into getting dirty. Not this week anyway. I mean real training.

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

... I'm not good at fighting.

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

Only because you need a little practice. Maybe if you get good enough, you won't need a bodyguard with you on your first date.

[he gives a wink, knowing perfectly well Ri or himself will probably tag along whether she's aware of it or not]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[she pouts a little]

I don't like to fight. Besides, Rikka is always...

[and she stops herself because she hasn't seen Rikka in a long time]

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

[pulls her into a hug, assuming she means that Rikka is always there to watch out for her.]

It's okay sweetie, I won't make you if you really don't want to. But you know that means your Dad or I are probably going to be hiding in the bushes on all your dates, right?

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[clings ;; she very much misses hugs]

... boys are gross.

[enjoy this mindset while it lasts]

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

[oh, he definitely will. he'll even tease her about it later.]

Mhm. We get sweaty and smelly, and dirty. Then we expect you to hold still while we try to hug you.

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[her nose wrinkles in distaste]

Ew. Gross.

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

[hair ruffle!]

Why don't you come stay with me for a little while, huh? I don't get to see my little girl often enough.

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[squeals and smooths her hair down]

Really?

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

Sure. I've certainly got the room, and I think it could use a bit of your touch to the place.

[translation: it looks like a guy's set of rooms, with engine parts all over and could use a helping hand with some scrubbing the place down.]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

.......................... that means you want me to clean.

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

[this is his best Innocent Papa face!]

Well, you would have to help me clear out the extra bedroom of some things.

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

....................... you mean clean.

[her Not Impressed face, let her show you it]

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

Kira, honey... Is it really that bad if it means I get to have you stay with me a while?

[does he have to pull out the big guns and go for the puppy-eyes?]

[daddyhasagun.livejournal.com]

[she beats you to the punch and looks up at you with big blue-green eyes which rapidly start getting damp]

You... you only w-want me around to do chores...?

[twilit-papa.livejournal.com]

[she has no idea how many times he's seen that look, does she. except this time it's not while begging for some shopping money.]

Of course not. I guess you must not have missed me all that much though, if you don't even want to spend time with your old Papa.

[dramatic sigh]