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"My happiness does not depend on her, it depends on me."
Frederick repeated it to himself despite how ancient Bailey's words were and how far his childhood was. It was about time he quit the whelp-ish thoughts, for God's sake!
Regardless, he was just waiting for Mallory to come out of the bathroom with the final answer in the tip of her fingers.
Well… perhaps it was a better idea to carry on while eating up such a good, chocolate muffin.
The creak of the bathroom's door was born, and so was Mallory's joyful statement. Yeah, they did it!
"Positive."
What a beautiful moment!, right?
…Right?
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My daddy the bear
FanfictionNot even the blood can define the love that a father feels for the best gift live could have given him. ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ ∷ Frederick, a 35-year-old bear, has a ordinary life with her wife Mallory, who's 27 year...
