Satoru liked to pretend that he was good at discipline, he liked to pretend that he could say no to things and not fold instantly. Until your daughter was born. A little girl who had that same sweet smile you did, a little girl that looked like the perfect balance between the two of you. She was impossible to say no to! Which was why she was as spoiled as she was. So spoiled to the point where you actually had to stop letting them go out to the store together because he would buy her literally everything.

But what could go wrong in them going on a quick walk down the street while you made lunch on a warm saturday evening? Not much…wrong. You were in the kitchen, finishing up what you were making when you hear the front door open and the hurried footsteps of your five year old daughter as she ran into the kitchen all giddy. Her small voice giggling the same word over and over again that made you sweatdrop in worry.

”kitty kitty kitty!” The little girl chanted, hopping up and down in excitement as your husband came into the kitchen holding what could only be a stray kitten in his arms..