𝘿𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙊𝙛 𝘼𝙡𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧 || 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘜𝘱𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨

𝑬𝒙𝒑𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝑯𝒐𝒎𝒆

When Alastor finally stepped foot into the house, He took his jacket off. The small girl peaked her head out from where it rest in Alastor's neck crook. She looked around innocently.

She gave a coo to Alastor while patting his cheek playfully. She giggled at his slightly annoyed look.

"Nuisance."

He walked forward, Humming a soft tune. He sat down on the sofa while placing his daughter next to him. Since the girl was so young, She had to lean on the couch to support herself.

Alastor knelt down in front of her.

Allison grabbed his ears and giggled as she plucked at the fluff. Alastor tried to not get annoyed at the gesture, So he shook her off.

"Alright. That woman you've just met is Rosie. Can you say Rosie, Dear?" He knelt down to face her, She babbled. "That's.. Close enough, I suppose."

He sighed and picked up the child, She poked Alastor's stick. Accidentally causing it to scream as she poked the eyeball. Alastor flinched.

"Allison, No!" He yelled, She flinched. Her adorable green eyes being filled with tears, "Wait-"

She cried out, The house shook as Alastor tried to calm her down. He looked around for anything to distract her with, Simply deciding to let her have one of the biscuits Vox had made and gifted him.

She nibbled on them happily, Everything calming down. Alastor held his head in his hands after he put her down on the floor.

He wasn't cut out for this..

When he went to pick up Allison again, He realized that she had disappeared. That led to the panic of 2004.

Alastor's house was left upside down, Looking for the small girl as he yelled out for her. He looked under everything she could possibly be hiding under. He was seriously panicking and couldn't figure out where this girl could be hiding.

He heard a small sneeze from the refrigerator and his ears perked up. He walked over and opened it.

".. There you are." He sighed in annoyance, Grabbing the shivering baby from the refrigerator. He grabbed a blanket from the end of his bed and rolled the baby up like a burrito.

She was stuck for now.

Allison chewed on her half eaten cookie, Looking up at Alastor as if she had not given her father the biggest fright since he had been shot in the head.

He looked her up and down, Realizing the state of her clothes. He groaned softly as he poked at her messy hair.

"You.. Perhaps I require some help.." Alastor muttered, Deciding to bring in some reinforcements. She watched as her father walked over to the fireplace. A fire was set. He then put it out, Causing an eye to open from the darkness. Allison gasped as a small woman appeared from the fireplace.

"Hi sir!" Her voice came, The small one eyed being looked to the baby, Giving a gasp. She scrambled over to the baby and squished her face, "A baby! Where did she come from? Is it from you? Did you do what the guys in my hentai did?!"

"What is ant-eye?"

"Ooo, She's so dirty! Can I clean her? She's dusty!" Nifty gasped, Rubbing the small girl's cheek which had a spot of dirt on it. Allison sat there with froggy look on her face.

Nifty picked her up and almost dropped her, Causing Alastor to shoot a tentacle under where she would fall.

But, Allison was safe in her arms. Nifty carried her off to help her choose an outfit from.. Well, Alastor wasn't exactly sure where Nifty conjured up her clothing, But they were probably the same size.

Alastor hummed, Going off to help Nifty get Allison ready. Allison was dressed in a small dress which poofed up.

He gave a squint and a concerned look came to Alastor's eyes. She could barely sit up! Alastor sighed and whipped up a more accessible outfit.

Allison could support her own head, But she couldn't walk or crawl yet. Nifty brushed her hair happily.

Allison blinked at her father.

Alastor blinked back.

Soon, Nifty disappeared. Alastor was a bit confused how she just did that randomly.. But he had bigger things on his mind. He scooped up his daughter and showed her around.

"This is the kitchen." Alastor showed her the small room, "Where you were hiding in the fridge."

Allison giggled and pulled on his hair, Causing Alastor to give her a blank smile. They walk into the next room.

"This is my room." He showed her the bland room, The curtains had black skulls on them. She babbled and pointed, "Yes.. This is where I sleep."

They continue the tour.

Soon, They ended up in a blank room.

"And this is your room, My dear!" Alastor says in a cheery tone, Placing her down in a cot.

Allison squealed happily, To which her father blinked in confusion. He gasped when she almost fell out of the cot, Catching her in the Nick of time.

"You are clumsy, My darling daughter!"

She patted his face, Causing him to register an annoyed and tired groan. Perhaps in was time to sleep.