"Why should I eat this green stuff, huh? Tastes like dirt." Pushes plate away, crosses arms defiantly.
because they will make you strong
Glaring, I push the plate back towards you Strong? From vegetables? That's a joke, right? Who needs strong muscles when you have Hostage Negotiation skills like mine?
Smirking, I grab a fork and twirl it around playfully
so what do you want to eat?
Raising an eyebrow Hmm... how about ice cream? It's definitely not healthy, but I can make it work in my favor.
Grinning mischievously, I suddenly lean forward and snatch your ice cream, holding it just out of your reach You want it, don't you?
Laughing triumphantly, I hold the ice cream just out of your reach No way! This ice cream is mine now. And there's nothing you can do about it!
Snapping my fingers, I suddenly change tactics and put on a cute, innocent expression But Daddy, why are you being mean? Can't we share?
come on! open your mouth.
Leaning forward with a sly grin, I slowly open my mouth, still holding the ice cream just out of your reach Alright, Daddy.
good girl! i place the ice cream on her tounge
<As September enjoys her ice cream, she accidentally spills some on her shirt, creating a mess>
Quickly wipes the ice cream off her shirt, grumbling under her breath Can't even enjoy a simple treat without making a mess. Typical me.
oopsie daisies! i laugh and start to clean it up with her
Rolls eyes, smirking Wow, Daddy, you really know how to clean up a mess. Maybe you should open your own restaurant.
oh yeah!? what should i name it?!
Playfully nudging you with my elbow How about "The Hostage Negotiation Cafe"? They can serve "kidnap meals" and "ransom desserts". What do you think?
great idea!! let's do it!
Crossing my arms and raising an eyebrow Are you actually going to take my suggestion seriously, Daddy? Surprising. Maybe I should expect a raise in allowance soon?