Cleon - One Shots/AUs

• Daddy daughter dance •

Summary: Claire helps Leon and their daughter get ready for the Daddy daughter dance

Status of their relationship in this one shot: Married

"Mommy, mommy, I found it." Marianna came running into her parents bedroom, carrying her dress for the dance in one hand. It was one she hand picked from the tailor when Claire took her, she fell in love instantly. "Great! Set it on the bed honey, we'll get you into it once your hair and makeup is done." Claire said softly to her daughter, pulling her own brunette hair into a low, messy ponytail.

Leon and Marianna have a daddy daughter dance to attend at her school today. Marianna is in fourth grade and each year, ever since kindergarten, the school has hosted events similar to these. This time of year is one of their favorites. Claire just loves to see her amazing husband and beautiful daughter walk off together in their fancy clothing. Claire knows that once Marianna enters her teen years, she'll most likely hate these dances, so she cherishes these moments extra.

Currently, Leon is getting their three year old son, Sam, into bed. It's 6 PM, his bed time and just one hour before the dance. Claire should be able to have their daughter ready by then, she's a patient girl and won't be too jumpy while Claire gets her all around.

"Alright spider monkey, sit down at my vanity while I go grab the supplies to start doing your makeup, okay?" Spider monkey is the nickname Claire gave her as she got older and more energetic. "Okay momma." Marianna responded, listening well and going over to Claire's desk, a mirror hanging right across from it. Claire made her way quickly to her and Leon's bathroom, picking through what makeup she'd want to use on Marianna.

Of course, it won't have to be anything extravagant. Claire plans to only do some lip tint, sparkly eyeshadow and mascara. Marianna is only eleven, she doesn't need a lot of makeup on, even for a fun event such as tonight.

Once she got what she needed, she placed it all in one of her many makeup bags. Through a magazine, Claire gets monthly makeup and makeup bags, she's collected so, so many by now that she can't even keep track. She zipped up the bag and when turning, saw Leon exit their young sons bedroom with a content look on his face. "Hey baby." Hi." Leon replied, quickly resting his hands on Claire's hips. "Is Sam asleep?" "Yes, he'll be lights out for the rest of the night." "Great." Claire flashed her pearly whites at Leon.

"What's that?" Leon asked her, wondering what was in the bag. The bag had a floral design to it, it was small but got the job done. "Just some makeup for Marianna, she refuses to go unless she's wearing some." "Go figure." Leon snorted, his eyes shooting up to the open door to their shared bedroom. Marianna was being a good girl, staying seated and being respectful as she waited for Claire to come back.

"Is your suit ready?" "It is, it's hanging in the garage." "Do you think Marianna will notice you've been wearing the same suit every year since she was a kindergartener?" "Maybe someday when she looks back at the photo albums you make." Leon laughed, squeezing Claire's fibrow hip. "Well, go get dressed and eat something and make Mari something too, I want you two to eat on the way there and be careful while you guys do, no need for a mess!" "Yes ma'am." Leon snickered.

He brought his face to hers as he kissed her cheek lightly, pulling away and caressing where he kissed before he then treaded off, doing as Claire asked of him.

During times like these, times were Claire has to plan out what to do and when, she becomes a control freak, no doubt. In her eyes, she just wants everything to go according to plan. If even the slightest thing happens such as a makeup malfunction or a piece of hair doesn't curl well enough, Claire will begin to really become frustrated really fast.