Angelos - Birthday Drabble
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veiledndarknessDaniel/Zavier - Gunslingers Plain
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"Ah ah now, little missy," Zavier said, his arms casually folded over his chest. "That's the first way to get caught."
Samantha froze near the tall wooden cabinet in the hallway, wobbling on the stepstool that she was perched on. She looked at him, offering an innocent smile. "Wasn't doin' nothing wrong, Daddy," she chirped.
"Mhm," Zavier said, eyeing her. "Sure looks like you were snoopin', maybe lookin' for a certain birthday present?"
Samantha shook her head vigorously. "No, Daddy," she said. "No peekin', nope nope."
"I'm pretty sure that yer Papa set down a firm rule on no lookin' for your presents before the sun hits the sky," Zavier said, arranging his face to look somewhat stern.
Samantha bit her lower lip. "But Daddy," she protested. "I jus' wanted a little peek. I'm a big girl today, Papa said so, so why I can't I?"
Zavier crossed the floor to her side, taking her small hand in his. "I tell you what," he said. "Seein' as you're determined to look, how 'bout we look together."
Samantha giggled when he winked at her. "S'only right, we share the same birthday an' all," Zavier continued. "An' you sure are a big girl nowadays, that true? How old are you now?"
She giggled again and held onto his hand. "Daddy," she said. "Silly, you know how old I am."
Zavier made a show of thinking hard. "No...No, I don't quite recall," he said. "Was it...three? Yeah, must be three, and knee high to a grasshopper."
"I'm four!" she said, holding up four fingers on her left hand.
"Four?" Zavier exclaimed. "Lord 'n above, are ya sure?"
Samantha nodded. "Swear," she said. Zavier swept her into his arms, hugging her. "Now, what'd I say 'bout swearin'?"
"Little ladies don't," she parroted, mimicking his voice.
Zavier chuckled and shook his head. "Wiseacre," he said. "Now let's see, where'd Papa stash them this time..."
"I checked the closet, but nothin'!" Samantha said, sighing heavily.
"Nah, he won't use the closet no more for hidin' birthday gifts," Zavier mused, carrying Samantha down the hallway.
"Cause he knows nothin' keeps you out," a new voice said, startling them both.
Zavier turned around, a grin curving his mouth. "Tomlyn, y'know better than t' sneak up like that," he said, setting Samantha down.
Tomlyn folded his arms loosely over his chest, a move he'd copied from Zavier over time. "Ain't sneakin', you jus' weren't payin' attention," he said. "Too busy snoopin' for gifts."
"Did yer Papa put you on watch? Lord, I swear he's got the seein' sense," Zavier grumbled.
"No, but I know what you're up to, and I might jus' let it slip to him..." Tomlyn trailed off, grinning slowly.
"You better not!" Samantha shook her little fist at him. "Or I'll pop you one, righ' on the nose!"
"Samantha!" Zavier chided her. "No beatin' on family, clear?"
Samantha scrunched her nose up at Tomlyn, who merely chuckled and nodded at her. Zavier thought quickly and reached into his pocket. He flicked a gold coin out of his hand, the coin sailing through the air. Tomlyn reached out, snagging the coin mid-flight.
"Here, consider this yer payoff, right me boy?" Zavier said. "You be the watch-out and I'll slide ya another."
Tomlyn pocketed the coin. "Add bribery t' the list," he said, smirking slightly.
Zavier's mouth dropped. "You'd snitch on yer own dad?" he said, taking a step closer.
Tomlyn laughed and jogged down the hallway, calling for Daniel. "Get 'im, Daddy!" Samantha shouted, the two of them running after Tomlyn, who was heading for the backdoor.
Zavier skidded through the kitchen, chasing him through the door. Samantha slammed into his legs when he came to a stop, Daniel standing on the grass, several brightly wrapped boxes at his side, his arms on his hips, Tomlyn hovering behind him.
Daniel looked them over, shaking his head. "Some things never do change," he said.
"Dany, you...sneaky lil'..." Zavier laughed. "And you," he added, nodding to Tomlyn. "The pair of you ought to be ashamed, trickin' yer family like that."
Samantha held onto Zavier's leg excitedly. "Daddy, Daddy, look!" she said, pointing to the gifts. "Can I? Please, please...."
"If I could find a place you'd keep yer nose outta, I wouldn't hafta plan such clever ideas, now would I?" Daniel said, smiling. "C'mere, I know the pair of you are dyin' to rip these open."
Samantha let out a happy shriek and ran over, hugging Daniel's legs before tackling a gift that had her name written on it. Zavier walked over to them and pulled Daniel closer, stealing a heated kiss from him.
"Lord, in front of yer kids an' all," Tomlyn grumbled good-naturedly as he sat down to help Samantha. Zavier grinned and kissed Daniel again.
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"Ah ah now, little missy," Zavier said, his arms casually folded over his chest. "That's the first way to get caught."
Samantha froze near the tall wooden cabinet in the hallway, wobbling on the stepstool that she was perched on. She looked at him, offering an innocent smile. "Wasn't doin' nothing wrong, Daddy," she chirped.
"Mhm," Zavier said, eyeing her. "Sure looks like you were snoopin', maybe lookin' for a certain birthday present?"
Samantha shook her head vigorously. "No, Daddy," she said. "No peekin', nope nope."
"I'm pretty sure that yer Papa set down a firm rule on no lookin' for your presents before the sun hits the sky," Zavier said, arranging his face to look somewhat stern.
Samantha bit her lower lip. "But Daddy," she protested. "I jus' wanted a little peek. I'm a big girl today, Papa said so, so why I can't I?"
Zavier crossed the floor to her side, taking her small hand in his. "I tell you what," he said. "Seein' as you're determined to look, how 'bout we look together."
Samantha giggled when he winked at her. "S'only right, we share the same birthday an' all," Zavier continued. "An' you sure are a big girl nowadays, that true? How old are you now?"
She giggled again and held onto his hand. "Daddy," she said. "Silly, you know how old I am."
Zavier made a show of thinking hard. "No...No, I don't quite recall," he said. "Was it...three? Yeah, must be three, and knee high to a grasshopper."
"I'm four!" she said, holding up four fingers on her left hand.
"Four?" Zavier exclaimed. "Lord 'n above, are ya sure?"
Samantha nodded. "Swear," she said. Zavier swept her into his arms, hugging her. "Now, what'd I say 'bout swearin'?"
"Little ladies don't," she parroted, mimicking his voice.
Zavier chuckled and shook his head. "Wiseacre," he said. "Now let's see, where'd Papa stash them this time..."
"I checked the closet, but nothin'!" Samantha said, sighing heavily.
"Nah, he won't use the closet no more for hidin' birthday gifts," Zavier mused, carrying Samantha down the hallway.
"Cause he knows nothin' keeps you out," a new voice said, startling them both.
Zavier turned around, a grin curving his mouth. "Tomlyn, y'know better than t' sneak up like that," he said, setting Samantha down.
Tomlyn folded his arms loosely over his chest, a move he'd copied from Zavier over time. "Ain't sneakin', you jus' weren't payin' attention," he said. "Too busy snoopin' for gifts."
"Did yer Papa put you on watch? Lord, I swear he's got the seein' sense," Zavier grumbled.
"No, but I know what you're up to, and I might jus' let it slip to him..." Tomlyn trailed off, grinning slowly.
"You better not!" Samantha shook her little fist at him. "Or I'll pop you one, righ' on the nose!"
"Samantha!" Zavier chided her. "No beatin' on family, clear?"
Samantha scrunched her nose up at Tomlyn, who merely chuckled and nodded at her. Zavier thought quickly and reached into his pocket. He flicked a gold coin out of his hand, the coin sailing through the air. Tomlyn reached out, snagging the coin mid-flight.
"Here, consider this yer payoff, right me boy?" Zavier said. "You be the watch-out and I'll slide ya another."
Tomlyn pocketed the coin. "Add bribery t' the list," he said, smirking slightly.
Zavier's mouth dropped. "You'd snitch on yer own dad?" he said, taking a step closer.
Tomlyn laughed and jogged down the hallway, calling for Daniel. "Get 'im, Daddy!" Samantha shouted, the two of them running after Tomlyn, who was heading for the backdoor.
Zavier skidded through the kitchen, chasing him through the door. Samantha slammed into his legs when he came to a stop, Daniel standing on the grass, several brightly wrapped boxes at his side, his arms on his hips, Tomlyn hovering behind him.
Daniel looked them over, shaking his head. "Some things never do change," he said.
"Dany, you...sneaky lil'..." Zavier laughed. "And you," he added, nodding to Tomlyn. "The pair of you ought to be ashamed, trickin' yer family like that."
Samantha held onto Zavier's leg excitedly. "Daddy, Daddy, look!" she said, pointing to the gifts. "Can I? Please, please...."
"If I could find a place you'd keep yer nose outta, I wouldn't hafta plan such clever ideas, now would I?" Daniel said, smiling. "C'mere, I know the pair of you are dyin' to rip these open."
Samantha let out a happy shriek and ran over, hugging Daniel's legs before tackling a gift that had her name written on it. Zavier walked over to them and pulled Daniel closer, stealing a heated kiss from him.
"Lord, in front of yer kids an' all," Tomlyn grumbled good-naturedly as he sat down to help Samantha. Zavier grinned and kissed Daniel again.
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