Your POV
I was waiting for my friend/dad Mario. I was waiting for him to come home from saving Peach I grew very bored waiting for him. It was scary when waiting for him even though he has a lot of one ups you don't know when and which one will be his last.
The door suddenly swung open and a familiar man in red and blue came in it was daddy Mario. I looked at him with my sparkling (e/c) eyes and ran to him. I tackled his legs and got his attention he looked at me and smiled. Daddy ruffled my (h/c) hair making it messy I giggled and he picked me up and sat on the couch. I could tell he was tired I hugged him "Daddy are you tired?" I asked with my innocent little face. "Yes I am my dear boy/ baby girl." He answered me as he hugged me I cuddled up to him and he laughed a bit. He got up and carried me to the bathroom. What was happening then I remembered and whimpered. Daddy looked at me he was getting the bath ready "what's wrong?" He asked. I don't like bathes so I ran.
Mario's POV
I looked at were (name) was supposed to be and she/he was gone. Why does this happen every time when its time for a bath? I sighed and went after the young girl/boy. "(Name) get back here!" I yelled. I didn't know were the child went. I heard little foot steps going to my room so I ran to my room but before I could get to the door the door shut quickly I tried to open it and it was locked. "(Name) please open up for daddy!" I said I listened for him/her to answer "NO!!!!" She/he yelled. When I heard the answer I knew was gonna have to pick the lock or I had another idea. I stepped on the ground a bit hard then I stepped a bit more lightly with the rest. I saw the young three year old open the door and I grabbed him/her. He/She screamed with surprise. "Got you!" I laughed. She/He looked at me with puppy dog eyes. I wasn't gonna fall for it she/he was going to take a bath.
Reader's POV
I whimpered as we got closer to the bathroom. "Daddy!! Please I'm too young to die!!" I shouted. He looked at me and said "Your not going to die it's just soap and water." He told me. I whimpered we finally arrived to the bathroom he got me undressed and tried to put me in the tub but I wouldn't go down with out a fight. I kicked him or at least tried "(name) please get in the tub for daddy." He said I looked at him with anger "NO!" I yelled at him. He looked at me "please?" He asked. "No I HATE you!!" I yelled at him.
Mario's POV
I froze with shock did my child say that she/he hated me? The tought of my child hating me broke my heart. When (name) said that my heart shattered. I felt a tear roll down my cheek. I had flash backs of what had happened when I said I hated someone that I loved. That person hit their head with south telling anyone and the next day was found dead in bed...(that happened to someone my mom knew as a kid the two sisters always fought my mom wasn't one of the sisters) I felt bad of what my only child had said to me.
Reader's POV
I looked at daddy and he was crying. I then realized what I had said and I hugged daddy "I'm sorry daddy I didn't mean it" I cried. Daddy looked at me and hugged me and he then whimpered it was the first time I have ever seen daddy cry. I then got in the tub and gave daddy the soap we looked at each other and laughed. Later I got out of the tub and daddy wrapped me in a (fav color) towel and went to my room. Daddy dried me off and helped me get into my pajamas. He read me a bed time story and kissed me goodnight "I love you my child." He told me. "I love you too daddy" I said he smiled and left my room turning my lights off. I then fell asleep holding my teddy bear.
(Sorry for it not beoing that good it was my first time writing a reader insert )
