He sighed and glared bigger. “She said she’s coming back soon and I’m not sure what she’ll do if I don’t let her in.”
Ugh.
“Stop playing dead and get up off the floor.” Daddy made grumbly sounds. “It looks like a murder scene. You should’ve let me clean you up better.”
Ha.
Messy nuggets.
“Do you know what your mother will do to me if she has to come bail us out of jail?” Daddy stomped over and looked down, being serious Daddy. “She’ll kill me with one of those long thin candles she was selling last year. Those looked sharp.”
I held up my hand. “Booboo.”
Daddy was smart.
He sighed and wiggled his hand.
“Up.” When I pouted, he raised one eyebrow. “I might be able to find another brownie for a grown-up Teddy who wants to tell his friend I haven’t kidnapped him.”
Olivia.
“Fine.” Maybe. “See?”
Big boy time.
Stand straight.
Look serious.
No funny business.
“My brownie, please.” Ha. Manners were for big or little. Karma was a bitch. “Thank you.”
Daddy narrowed his eyes and huffed. “You’re still little.”
Smart Daddy.
“I’m a big boy.” Oops. Not supposed to say big boy. Grown-ups were boring. “I was bribed with a brownie.”
Oh, yes.
Good job.
“Chipmunk, this isn’t going to work.” Daddy cocked his head and looked thinky. “You look like a robot pretending to be human.”
No giggles.
No giggles.
“Don’t be ridiculous.”
“See?” Daddy waved his hand at me. “That’s what a robot pretending to be human would say. You didn’t even try to lie and say you were human.”
“I’m human.” He was so silly. “I’m playing pretend, shh.”
“Fucking hell.” Daddy shook his head again. “She’s going to think I’ve drugged you or something.”
Daddy worried.
