Rooster Teeth One Shots

Geoff X Daughter Reader

I walked home and closed the door walking up to my room silently.

"(Y/N) RAMSEY!" I stopped and sighed. 

"Fuck." I muttered turning around. Dad stood at the bottom of the stairs, his angry face dropping. 

"Holy shit (Y/N)..." I sighed, the cuts and bruises on my face and body must have gotten worse.

"Dad... I'm fine." 

"You clearly aren't fine, what the fuck happened? I get a call from the school saying you've been suspended and that you got in a huge fight." He said angrily.

"This asshole started picking on Jeremy. I told him to back off, he pushed me so I punched him in the jaw. It evolved from there." He sighed and pulled me into a hug. I winced in pain, he pulled away and looked at me. "My ribs really hurt." I complained like a little girl. He put his hand to them and felt them as gentle as he could.

"Fuck I think a couple are broken." He said pulling me down the stairs. "I'm taking you to the hospital." 

I protested the entire way there but he ignored me. When we got there we waited for a doctor to see me, as we walked through the hall I stopped as Joel walked out of a room. He froze as he spotted me, I glared at him, he took a step back. I smirked and raised my eyebrow, he ran back into the room slamming the door. Dad looked at me and frowned. 

"You didn't tell me that you caused him to go to the hospital." 

"I didn't know, but I'm here too. Plus he deserved it."

We sat in the hospital room. I'd had an x-ray and we were just waiting for the results.

"You're still grounded, you know that right?" I sighed and nodded.

"Yeah I know. I don't care, I'd do it again if anyone was being a dick to my friends."

"I know you would. That's why I'm proud of you. You stick up for people you care about. You beat up a guy who is twice your size, sure you took a beating too but you are doing better. Your Mom is proud of you too... not for getting in a fight. God knows what she's gonna do when she finds out..." I chuckled.

"I'm counting on you to protect me." He chuckled and put his arm around me.

"Always, but she is... we are so proud to have brought up such a strong and passionate woman. We love you so much sweetie."

"I love you too Dad. Both of you." He smiled and kissed my head. The doctor came back in and told me I had to broken ribs and a fractured wrist that we didn't even know was injured. My wrist got put in a cast, I had to have it in a sling for a couple weeks just to make sure it will heal. We went home, getting fro yo on the way back. Mom was waiting for us, shocked as we walked through the door. She went from worried to fuming to forgiving. She went in to full Mom mode, making me lie down on the couch, making me soup, smothering me in blankets, and rushing around like a rabid weasel. Dad just sat with me on the couch, cuddling me gently telling Mom to stop fussing and to sit down, which of course she didn't. 

Dad wasn't mad, I could tell he wasn't. I knew he didn't want to admit it but he was glad I beat up Joel, cause I stuck up for my friend. I'm glad I did too.