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I hate you, Daddy. 2/2
Date: 2011-10-25 06:00 am (UTC)Summary: Boone's daughter throws a tantrum.
“Fine by me,” he said, and he reached to turn off the lamp, “The way you're acting, you don't deserve a bed time story.”
If he thought she was shrill before, it was nothing compared to this. Her face went bright red and she howled loud enough to wake the dead. Six could probably hear her all the way in Freeside where she was meeting with the King, Julie, and Arcade to smooth out some of the recent conflicts. Was it really his fault bed time had always been one of Mommy's things? He did breakfast. Mommy did story time. And they alternated all the stuff in between.
“Stop it. You're going to make yourself sick.”
The sobs tapered off just long enough for her to deliver a cuttingly accurate assessment of his character.
“You're a meanie,” she said.
He snorted. He guessed it was a step up from “I hate you, Daddy”.
“This is nothing. Wait until Mommy gets home. See what happens when you explain why you're still awake.”
Silence. Emily gave him another dirty look before she pulled the covers up around her neck, careful not to cover Mr. Snuffles face and smother the poor stuffed bastard. He didn't like to use the “wait until your mother hears about this” card, but it was a hell of a lot more effective than “please stop throwing a fit”.
“Good night,” he said.
He was halfway out the door when Emily's tiny voice stopped him.
“I'm sorry, Daddy, can I have my story now?”
He took a long, deep breath. That was another thing she got from her mother---a voice to melt his heart. A quick glance at the clock said there was still plenty of time before Six got back.
“One story,” he said, “And I don't want to hear any more of this I hate Daddy crap.”
She nodded, eyes still red and puffy from crying. He didn't think his heart could take another beating.
“I promise. Can you read the one about Vault Boy and the Hypno Toad?”
Re: I hate you, Daddy. 2/2
Date: 2011-10-25 08:35 am (UTC)Re: I hate you, Daddy. 2/2
Date: 2011-10-25 11:07 am (UTC)OP is so happy!
Date: 2011-10-25 02:18 pm (UTC)I love this so much, thank you anon! OP is forever grateful. It's funny and sweet, just lovely.
It was really good, so do not worry.
Re: I hate you, Daddy. 2/2
Date: 2011-10-25 07:48 pm (UTC)Re: I hate you, Daddy. 2/2
Date: 2011-10-27 07:30 am (UTC)She's your only offspring, Boone told himself, don't smite her. It's just a tantrum. It's just a tantrum.
I'm pretty sure I heard my aunt say something similar last month hahaha.
Re: I hate you, Daddy. 2/2
Date: 2012-01-05 06:57 pm (UTC)Re: I hate you, Daddy. 2/2
Date: 2012-06-09 01:40 pm (UTC)Re: I hate you, Daddy. 2/2
Date: 2015-07-11 01:39 am (UTC)It was an amazing fill from start to finish!
I love the way you wrote both father and daughter. I'm a sucker for fics where my favorite male characters are fathers.
I also love the threat he used-
“This is nothing. Wait until Mommy gets home. See what happens when you explain why you're still awake.”
A!A, if you are still around, thank you for writing this fill and sharing it on the kink meme.