" You did that? " My dad asks laughing.
" Yes. I did. I stole his boxers and dyed them neon pink. I was ticked at him and the only thing I could find at the moment was pink dye. " I chuckle. I yelled at Mia yesterday. I've been hanging out with my dad all day.
" My my. Child. You are wild. Like me. " Dad gestures to himself.
I smile and doodle on the paper on my lap. " What should I draw? " I ask looking up from my sheet.
" Hmm. Let's see. What is your favorite animal? "
" A dog. St. Bernard to be exact. " I nod.
" What is a St. Beard? It sounds nasty. "
I giggle. " It's not a ' St. Beard ' daddy. It's a St. Bernard. Here, I'll draw you what it looks like. " I sketch a quick picture of a St. Bernard and show him.
" Wow. You are an amazing artist. I love this picture. That creature is a St. Bernard? It looks so slobbery. " My dad looks at the picture in amazement.
" They're slobbery animals. "
" Why would you want an animal that slobbers more than you drink water? "
I shrug. " I like big dogs. They're great companions and friends. They don't judge you for doing something dumb or making fun of you for looking or acting differently. They love you no matter what. Like you. " I smirk.
My dad gets an outraged look on his face as his jaw drops. " Are you comparing me to that beast? "
" Maybe. "
" Aura. I do not have hair covering every inch of my body. I do not slobber. I do not crawl on people's feet and pee. I do not, I do not have anything in common with that animal! "
" Fine. Fine. Calm yourself, daddy. I know you aren't a dog. I was just teasing. "
" Me? A St. Bernard? " Dad mumbles some things under his breath. I laugh at his facial expression.
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Complicated Miracle
Fanfiction13-year-old Aura was harshly taken away from her father, Loki, at the age of four. The once, happy and hyper girl, is now a sad, depressed girl. No matter what the Avengers, her caretakers, and their kids do, no one can cheer up the girl. One day, A...
