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｡*ﾟ.*.｡ ❝ 𝗜𝗦 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗪𝗥𝗢𝗡𝗚 𝗪𝗜𝗧𝗛 𝗠𝗘? ❞
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𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎
"𝗜 𝗗𝗢𝗡'𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗡𝗧 𝗧𝗢!"
"Aria Winchester, if you don't get down from there then all of your toys are gone! You hear me? Even the sticks and rocks outside." Dean threatened his daughter who was currently standing on top of the kitchen fridge.
In response to his threat, the child just looked down defiantly at her father with her arms crossed over her chest.
"I don't care! I don't care if I'm locked in my room forever - I'm not goin'!" Aria shouted down at her father.
The fight had been building up to this point since the beginning of the week. Ever since Aria found out her parents had decided to sign her up for Soccer.
"I'm not playing games, Aria. You're gonna get hurt up there all because you don't want to do what normal kids do. How about you just give it a shot, kid, come on." Dean extended his hand to Aria who gave him an unsure look.
Right as it looked like he got through to her, she scooted backward until she was met with the wall. Dean huffed at the unbothered expression on Aria's face.
The duo stared at each other - waiting for one of them to crack - when Dean suddenly had an idea. He wasn't quite sure if it was going to work but he had to try.
"If you get down from there and go to Soccer, I'll get Bobby to visit for a weekend." Dean held out his hands like he was weighing her options.
The girl's features instantly softened at the mention of her grandfather. She hadn't seen him since they moved to Indiana three months ago. Although it hadn't been that long, she felt as if she hadn't seen Bobby in years. But, who could blame her? She lived in that house her whole life with him, and now she had to get used to living without him.
