Maggie's POV:
After I wake up James, I walk into the bathroom and try to manage my long golden hair. I huff and lean out the door "daddy!" I call. He comes running in "what? What is it?! Are you okay?!" I sigh "I'm fine. But my hair is not....." I know that most girls would go to their mom for this sort of thing, but the truth is, my dad is better at it. Plus me and my dad have a special kind of relationship. We're exceptionally close. He nods "how can I help sweetie?..." He walks the rest of the way into the room and sits me down on the edge of the tub. "Can you cut it a little? It's too long...." He smiles slightly "of course..." He gets the scissors from the drawer and stands behind me. "How short?.." I think for a second "hmm... My shoulders...." He nods and starts cutting. After he's finished he dusts off my shoulders and gets a comb and starts brushing through my tangles "how's that?..." I smile "thanks dad... It's perfect..." I hug him and he chuckles "well it's as good as a dad can do....." I smile "now just to get dressed.... I think I'm going to get aunty Christina's help...." I start to walk out and he grabs my wrist "no no no..... Christina will not dress my daughter..... I'll help you....." I laugh. He's got a point. Everything that Aunty Chris picks out is a little..... Lacking fabric.... I may not be abnegation, but I want something that actually covers my body. I nod "alright....." I walk into my room with him trailing behind. My parents let me have an art wall in my room that I constantly paint over again and again. At the moment, it's painted in a lot of splatters. I basically just threw blobs of paint at my wall, but I love it. I walk to my closet and open it. My dad walks up beside me and looks in "hmm...." He pulls out my favorite black dress with some leggings and a see-through sweater. I smile. He gets me so well. "That's perfect dad..... Thank you...." I hug him and he smiles "no problem Margaret......"
"So..... You're a hair dresser AND stylist now Tobias?...." My mothers familiar voice comes through the door. My dad smirks "only for my princess...." He kisses my head. My mom laughs and comes in and joins our hug. This could not get more perfect.
James' POV:
I walk into Maggie's room and see my whole family hugging. I pretend to scoff "wow..... I feel so included...." My mom laughs "come on James.... Join the hug....." I roll my eyes "I was kidding.... I'm a little too old for-" I'm cut off by Maggie grabbing me and pulling me into the hug. I sigh and hug back. As much as I hate to admit it, this family has it's perks. There is probably no other sixteen year old boy who is this close with his sister and parents. But I secretly love it. We've been hugging for what feels like forever "Mags..... We need to go if we're going to..... Go somewhere.... Before the choosing ceremony...." I smirk. My dad raises an eyebrow "what are you two- you know what.... I don't even want to know..... Just don't break too many laws...." I laugh. My dad is the coolest.
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Divergent: we'll be your family now
FanfictionA fanfiction about if Tris and Tobias went on to have children, and what the children would have to face in their parents shadow. (All rights to Veronica Roth who I obviously am not)
