The Runt of the Litter

Chapter 23

I growled softly when I saw that red dot on the rug again. I bent down, sticking my butt in the air as I watched it intently.

Well, well, well my nemesis returns.

I pounced at it but apparently Patrick had the same idea and did it at the same time. We bumped heads, both of us laying on the rug. I started crying and Patrick followed quickly.

"Oh, Princess," Frank said, picking me up. "Let's Get you two ice."

"Sowwy I hit you head," Patrick whimpered.

"Sowwy I hit your head too," I said, kissing his head gently.

I sniffled as Frank came back and gave us both ice packs. He turned on some cartoons and we cuddled up together on the couch.

"You two want some sippies?" He asked and I nodded.

Frank left, getting us both sippy cups with milk. I rested my head on Patrick's shoulder as we watched tv.

"Do you wanna meet Lola?" I asked when my head didn't hurt too bad anymore.

"Who's Lola?" Patrick asked.

I took his hand, giggling as I quickly pulled him upstairs. I went to my bedroom, holding out my favorite panda bear stuffie.

"Oh, she's cute!" Patrick said. "My favorite stuffie is Sasha, she's a penguin. I even brought her with me."

"Let's have a tea party!" I cheered.

Patrick smiled and nodded we headed downstairs. Frank smiled as we set up our tea party around the coffee table in the living room.

"Daddy," I said. "Can we get cookies and more sippies for our tea party?"

I talked in the most proper voice I could and Patrick giggled.

"Coming right up," he said, kissing my cheek.

Patrick and I fell into fits of giggles when he left.

"You know what we should do, we should have our slumber party in a tent!" Patrick exclaimed.

I gasped and ran to the kitchen.

"Daddy! Daddy!" I shouted. "Do you own a tent?!"

I bumped right into Frank and made him drop the plate he was holding. It broke on the ground and he sighed. I whimpered, going to grab it but he stopped me.

"I don't want you hurting yourself," he said.

"I'm Sowwy," I whimpered.

"It's okay, just be careful next time," he said.

Frank swept it into the corner and got me a new plate of cookies.

"Daddy, Do you have a tent?" I asked, still nervous that he was mad at me.

"I do," he said.

"Can Patty and I have our slumber party in there?" I asked

"I don't know, princess, I don't feel comfortable with you two staying outside alone all night," he said.

"But your whole yard is fenced," I said.

"I don't know, it worries me, I want to keep you safe," he said.

"We'll be safe, Daddy, I promise," I said. "I swear on Lola that we'll be safe and be careful."

Frank sighed, giving me a soft kiss.

"Alright, I guess it's okay then," he said.

I giggled happily, grabbing our sippy cups before I hurried back to Patrick.