"Anya, come on, Kiddo!" Matt called out. He had managed to make her a bowl of cereal, lucky charms, her favorite, while he waited for his four and a half year old daughter to come running to the table.
"I'm stuck!" A tiny voice replied back from upstairs. "Daddy help!"
Matt sighed, feeling his way to the stair case and making his way up the stairs. He reached for the door handle, opening it. "What's wrong?" He asked, walking over to a ball of clothes with a familiar grunt coming out of it. He was trying not to laugh.
"I can't get my head out," Anya said softly. She started pulling on the sweater that she had picked out for school. Sensing that she was getting frustrated, and near a meltdown, Matt gently pulled the sweater down and untangled her long brown hair from where it was snagged. "Better?" He asked her. In response, the young girl wrapped her arms around her father and hugged him tight. A gesture that he gladly returned, hugging her tightly.
"Come on Kiddo,'' he wisphered, "let's finish getting you ready. Skirt and leggings or jeans?" He asked, picking her up.
"Skirt and leggings," she said. "And my Star Wars shoes! The ones that light up!"
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Daddy's little devil .
FanficAnya Murdock is the daughter of Matt Murdock and Elektra. Matt is struggling to make sure that his little girl is having a normal childhood, something that he never had. But when an old enemy comes back take him down, how will he keep his daughter s...
