tea; sweet, but not—so—sweet. and theeeen, a slice of apple pie for [ mocking royalty—like accent. ] “yer majesty”. eh? eh? just for my little appleling. how’s that sound?
[ dismissive hand letting go his past words mid—air. ] oh, pffft—— no, i wasn’t even feeling pancakes. buuuut, picture this. [ obsidian—digits gently placed among daughter’s shoulder, other illustrating a scenario. ] a cup of *
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❪ letting an awkward chuckle escape lips. ❫ it’s alright, dad. i think it’s too late for pancakes anyhow. .. buuttt, i mean─── if it’ll make you happy making them, then feel free to make some ﹗ 💦
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is that—— is that for me? wait holdonholdonholdon—— [ deep breathe. ] oh golly. OH GOLLY! YES! haha. i mean, ya’kno— anything for you sweetie— you know the deal. pancakes? 💛
𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐀𝐇𝐀! now: 𝐢 don’t blame you——not everyone gets a piece of me. but don’t get desperate about it either, ‘kay? you’ll start making me oh—so—worried 〜. 🥹