My Little Heart

Fifteen

After an almost three hour car ride, most of which I spent playing on my Nintendo switch, we arrived to the Airbnb. It was a little cabin at the edge of the trees, away from town. If it weren't for daddy being a big mean guy, I would be terrified from how secluded it was.

I was sad we couldn't bring Olly, he'd love all the space!

"Let me scan the place first, princess." Daddy says as he unlocks the front door.

"Scan the place?" I tilt my head to the side.

"I have to make sure there's no cameras or creeps. So that my baby is nice and safe."

I giggle.

"My PlayStation."

My smile drops. His grows and then he grabs my hand and pulls me inside with him.

"Daddy thinks he's funny." I mumble and hug my bunny.

It was a small cabin so you can see both the living room and kitchen as soon as you walk in. A few lights were already on and the owners had left us a care basket on the table. So sweetums.

There was an upstairs railing and I could see parts of the little living area up there. That's where I'd reign.

"It's the perfect palace! I wanna start playing now." I exclaim after daddy did a quick sweep.

"You need to eat first, baby."

We head back outside so daddy can unload the car and start dinner. I started exploring the area with Bunzilla and crunching the leaves beneath my feet.

"Don't wander off too far, little one. Stay in my sight." Daddy calls out and I just wave him off.

I was an explorer, damn it!

"Bunzilla, we must find the magical sword for when I'm queen." I hold her in front of me so she can lead the way.

The sun was already going down and the last golden rays seeped through the trees. My skirt billowed from the cold breeze and I shivered dramatically. We were in late October now, spooky season!

We had plans to meet my family tomorrow for breakfast before the wedding, so we decided to relax tonight. Which was good because daddy had to be ready to meet three more of me.

I had my one older sister and two younger sisters. It went Amber, me, Olive, and Ivy. My mom clearly had a thing for colors. Daddy thought it was so cute and silly when I first told him.

"Perfect!" I exclaimed when I finally found a long, somewhat smooth stick.

I picked it up and pronounced Bunzilla a noble knight. Then obviously I needed to give it a test drive, so I jabbed at my imaginary foes.

I was slicing and dicing like a pro when I felt a sharp pain down my hand, near my thumb.

"Daddy!" I exclaimed and held my bleeding hand. I guess the stick wasn't as smooth as I thought it was.

I see him rushing over to me.

"What happened, baby?" He asks before his eyes landed on my boo boo.

"Aw, my little princess. You have to be careful when you're playing outside." He uses the sleeve of his sweatshirt to blot at the blood.

I hiss. "It hurts, daddy." A few tears streamed down my face.

"I know, little bat. Daddy will make it all better." He kisses my forehead before leading us back to the house.

For being a big girl about almost cutting my hand off, daddy gave me extra kisses, snuggles, and applied a Hello Kitty bandaid. I was also promised ice cream after dinner.