I sat on my armchair and sighed.
"So like… where am I again?"
"Dad!!! Dad! Look at this drawing I made for you!"
Right… I almost forgot. I picked this kid up from a dumpster three days ago... Was it three? I sighed again but still took the paper she was handing to me.
"Oh, this looks cute." I patted her head.
She smiled, and I could see her eyes sparkling. "Hehehe, thank you, Dad! Ivy made this just for you." Then she hugged me tightly.
Sigh… So I have a daughter now? Well… this is durable. Then I patted her head again and forced a smile.
And of course, let out another sigh, heavier this time.
"I wonder how this happened. And what this thing is saying again." I said those words, as I Pinch the bridge of my nose.
[Accept/decline]
Three Days Ago
Si Hon took a late-night walk that he... Magically decided to take, he then heard something rustling inside a dumpster.
"What was that…?" I muttered.
Curiosity got me, so of course, I went to check. Step. Step. Step.
I stood in front of the dumpster. Because obviously, I had to peek. And then I saw something under the trash.
"A kid!?"
There was a kid curled up inside, wearing dirty rags that looks like it used to be a hoodie and pants. She then hugged herself, while shivering in the cold air. "Mphhh…"
I dramatically covered my mouth and gasped. W-what a poor kid… tch, I really should stop this kind of joke.
(That was sarcastic. Playful tone. Obviously...)
Sigh. "What the hell... who would do such a thing?" I stepped back and started walking in circles.
"Hmmm…" Another sigh. "Well, I'm pretty bored and I really don't know what to do…"
After thinking for a while. I decided to walked back to the dumpster to take a look at the kid again. "Hmmm... sure, I guess."
I sighed, picking her up gently, and carrying her in my arms. Her eyes then slowly open. She then let out a small gasp.
She stared at me with wide, terrified eyes.
"W-what are you doing, MISTER!?"
Yeah... bad choice. I guess?
I smirked. You're going to cure my boredom. I meant it in a good way. I think. But not in a bad way tho.
"Well, you looked so cold and miserable over there, and I couldn't stop myself from picking you up."
She tugged weakly, trying to pull away, but she was far too cold, and too weak.
"P-please... don't hurt me…" Her voice was barely a whisper, full of fear and trauma.
"Hurt you?"
She nodded slowly.
"Oh, don't worry. I won't." Guilt hit me a bit, so I patted her head. I felt her flinch, like she expected pain instead of comfort. Probably not used to gentle touches.
I kept patting her softly. "Well, kid... do you have anyone you can go home to?"
She slowly shook her head, teary-eyed. "N-no... I don't have anyone... The orphanage... they were mean... so I ran away…"
I brushed her messy hair aside. Good... at least nobody's going to look for her. I guess.
"T-that's... so sad." I said as I kept Patting her head.
"It's okay though... I'm used to being alone..."
I then stop and smiled at her. "Well, you better not get used to it now. Because today, I'm going to take care of you." Then I patted her again,slowly it then turned into gentle caress.
Her breath then hitched. And her eyes widened, like she didn't believe it. She stared at me, searching for signs of a lie.
"Didn't know I'm good at this," I muttered.
"G-good with what? R-really?" she whispered. And a single tear rolled down in her dirty cheek.
I guess... I'm good at this?
She clung to my neck, trembling.
"You're not going to leave me too... right? P-please... don't leave me alone again…"
"Sure." But what's with the Again...?
I patted her back. "But first, we need to go home so we can take a bath." I said those words as I kept Patting her head.
Her eyes sparkled. "Bath... hehe... yes! Let's go home and take a bath!" But then I felt something fell on my shoulder.
I looked at the sky and See's that it's starting to rain, her smile then immediately droped. When she noticed. "Oh... it's raining..." She leaned closer to me, seeking warmth. "C-can we go somewhere first? Somewhere we can hide from the rain...? Please?"
I smiled. "Yes, sure. Let's go home now." I stroked her head gently.
Let me hit you with a combo. "Our home." I muttered as I stroke her head.
Ivy froze for a second, then her heart practically exploded in happiness.
"O-our home..." She whispered as if the words were too precious to say.
As I walked, she wrapped her arms tightly around my neck and buried her face in my shoulder.
"Thank you... thank you so much..." Her voice was a muffled but filled with gratitude.
"I promise I'll be good... I'll be the best daughter ever..."
(A/N. If you like the story please spare me some Power stones.)