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Baby Girl [Snuke] (Dads AU)

Remus would be a very chaotic father.... also without contests thst title sounds rEALLY KINKY HELLO

STORYTIME!

Aaaaaaand done! Remus grinned goofily as he finally got his daughter's hair uo just the way she wanted to! His little princess wanted space buns, so space buns she shall receive! Remus places the headband in and tadaa! Now his Princess looks perfect! Remus watched her stand up and look in the mirror, her flowy Pastel indigo dress shining from the sunset streaming through the window.

"Well, my little monster? Did Daddy do a good job?"

Remus bounced up, excited to hear her response. He turned around, grinning from ear to ear. She definately had Remus's eyes, filled with wonder and pandemonium. She got her hair from her father, however. She twirled around in her indigo dress, the sparkly ribbons of both yellow and grin in each bun. She had sparkly indigo lips she painted herself and her nails alternated green and yellow. She was such a beautiful girl.

"You did wonderful Daddy! Thank you! Where's Father? I want to give both of you hugs before I leave!"

"Hold on! We aren't sure you're completely ready! We dont know for sure that you have your just-in-case knife! And that you know what to do whenever a creep tries to approach you! Trust me, I know how people like that can be and I don't want that for my baby girl! Daddy says no!"

Remus pouted, crossing his arms. She sighed and reached down her dress to grab the Swiss Army knife her Daddy, Remus, insisted that she keeps in her bra. She showed it to Remus, flipping the blade out and proving that it was conpletely functional. That put Remus somewhat at ease. The two of them turned around, the daughter shoving the knife back in her bra, when Remus's husband: Deceit walked into the room.

"Where's my baby girl about to go to her homecoming? I can't see here anywhwre."

Deceit chuckled, joking. Remus watched her daughter ran up to him, giving him a giant bear hug. Just like Remus, she was quite the hugger. Deceit wrapped his embrace around her, careful not to ruin all of Remus's hard work on her hair. Remus couldn't help but smile and feel wholesome, despite the fact that he is the least wholesome person in the entire world. He's a freaky bitch. He doesn't like that nickname at all in the words of his hubby.

"I'm right here father! And... I'm about to go. I want hugglez before I go."

Deceit gave her a kiss on the top of her, making sure he doesn't ruin her makeup. She had stars in her eyes. She was so excited. This was her homecoming after all. She grabbed her purse, which Remus took the liberty of putting another knife in just in case and a tranq gun (the security and principal knows Remus very well) and slung it over her shoulder. The doorbell rang. It was time. She ran over and gave Remus a quick hug too.

"I love you Daddy, see you when I get home."

"B-But-"

"Rem, let her go. She knows how to defend herself and she's just going to have a wonderful time with all her friends. There is absolutely no need to worry. Let her go."

Remus sighed and gave his daughter one last squeeze before she ran out the door, waving with a giant grin on her face. She left the house and it grew very silent. Remus frowned, his mustache curl that always looks happy looking very depressed. His daughter was all grown up. His baby girl was going to homecoming with her friends without her Daddy to be right there with her. Oh, and her father too.

Wait a second, he recalled what Deceit said. Remus smirked and turned around, already seeing Deceit slip on his yellow gloves and Place his bowler hat on the top of his head. Remus watched him take the car keys out of his pocket and look over at Remus. Of course. Both of them knew exactly what was up.

"We're going to spy on her, aren't we?"

"Oh most definately."

Deceit and Remus really are the best Dads, aren't they?

700 Words

I hate author's block. I have writer's block and it sucks really hard. I hate it so much because I want to create and I have ideas and I just don't know how to write them.

I can't even think of good advice! I'm really sorry.

Internet hugs and blow kisses!

~Eva