Authoritative (Peterick)

Day 29 (Wednesday)

"Daddy!" Emily jumped on me.

"What's up, Silly Bear?" I yawned, rolling over.

Pete was at his work again.

"It's almost Halloween."

"It is." I said as Emily jumped up onto the bed next to me. I wrapped my arms around her and held her closely.

"You said I can't go trick-or-treating." She said. Looking up at me, her tiny hands resting on my chest.

I kissed her forehead. "I think you can go. You've been a very big help with the dishes." I yawned again and closed my eyes.

"Yay! Can we go shopping for my costume?"

"Later, silly bear. I'm still tired."

"How much later?"

I laughed. "I don't know."

She huffed and crossed her arms.

"Why don't you go to sleep?" I suggested.

"Why do you have to go to sleep?" She asked.

I smiled and opened my eyes. "Go to sleep."

"No!"

"Go to sleep..." my smile turned to a smirk.

"No." She giggled.

"Go to sleep!"

She pouted and at the same time giggled.

"I love you, silly bear."

"I love you too." She said.

"I love you more."

"No you don't!" She cried.

"How do you know!?" I cried back.

"Because I love you way more!" She giggled.

"Nuh-uh! I love you so much more!"

"No! Nuh-uh!" She giggled some more, trying to come up with something to say.

"I win." I smirked.

She hit my chest.

"We don't hit." I said.

"Okay..." She said quietly. "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." I said. "Now go get dressed."

She smiled and ran off to her room.

-After.Shopping-

Pete wasn't home when we got there.

Emily's costume was different. But cute, nonetheless. She got a little black dress with a nut and bolt belt, a tiara made out of gears, and a fake gun to go over her tights. Her shoes were just little combat boots.

They were out of Emily the Corps Bride costumes. So she's going to be a steam punk princess.

Pete came home an hour after we did, smiling and lifting Emily onto his shoulder.

"Hi, daddy!" She greeted.

"Hey, boo. Where's daddy?"

"Out in the kitchen."

Pete set Emily down and walked into the kitchen where I was starting dinner. He kissed my cheek. "Hey." He said, setting his hands on my shoulder.

"Hey!" I smiled.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

He let his hands run down to my hips before wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me into a tight hug. He kissed the crook of my neck.

"Did you see Emily's costume?" I asked.

"Is she the corps bride?"

"No... we went to a lot of stores looking for stuff, but they either didn't have anything... didn't have the costume in her size, or at all." I said.

"Then what is she?"

"Steam punk princess!" Emily ran into the kitchen.

"Heyyyy!" Pete chuckled. "That's amazing."

"Daddy helped me pick it out."

Pete looked at me.

"Actually, an employee came and helped her with her fashion."

Pete nodded and brushed his hand through Emily's hair. "Lets go to the park, boo."

Emily smiled and ran out.

Pete looked at me. "You good to stay here and make dinner?"

I nodded.

"K..." He kissed my cheek and walked out.

-Bedtime-

All day, Pete seemed a little off. He didn't smile like he usually did. And it worried me.

"Hey, baby." I said as Pete climbed into bed with me.

"Yeah?" He asked.

"Are you okay?"

"Fine, why?" He asked.

"You just don't seem like your usual self."

"I'm fine, babe. Just really tired." He kissed me.

"If you say so...." I said after he pulled away.

He smiled and laid down before falling asleep.

I stayed up a little while after him.

He had moved his head onto my lap (I was sitting against the headboard). I stroked his hair and watched him smile in his sleep, then frown slightly, then just go completely unphased.

I leaned down and kissed his temple before moving so I was laying and he wrapped his arms around me. I fell asleep.

(Guess what guys! I got a puppy! Pure bred German Shaphard named Jagger. But I call him Jag, Jaggery, Jaggerito, and Silly Bear (if you meet me, you will have multiple nicknames). He's SO FUZZY! Oh m'gosh! He's this iddy bitty little thing that'll be HUGE when he's done growing. He's so adorable! XD
~PSILY!