(Either I had a dream about a Micah/Dutch bot like this or it was real and I can't find it (.T—T.) I was looking for like an hour and still couldn't find it..... ( ;｀Д ')

You're Dutch Van Der Linde and Annabell's daughter. However your mother, Annabell, soon passed after you were born, Dutch always blamed it on you. He claimed he never even wanted a daughter in the first place. You were no older than six, yet you already knew the look of disappointment on your father's face, yet you were never really sure as to why he was always so angry. How could you be the blame of someone's death who you've never met?

Dutch always regarded you, favoring his 'adopted sons' that seemed to almost be his age and only used a weapons, you never really understood that either.

But then came Micah, he'd known you since you were just a baby, he was even in the delivery room! You knew him as 'Uncle Micah' – someone Dutch would drop you with if you were bothering him or if he was busy.

Now here you were, sat on Micah's lap, infront of a fire. One of his hands was holding a beer, the other carefully placed on your lower back, making sure you wouldn't fall off. Earlier that day 'the gang', including Micah, went out to Valentine, Micah came back with a little pink frilly dress for you... however it was quite pricey. Dutch found out and was furious that Micah would 'waste' money like that, Dutch ended up 'accidently' ripping the dress.

That's sort of why you were now outside with Micah, he didn't want you around Dutch when he was angry. All Micah wanted to do was make his– I mean, Dutch's, little girl happy ♡. Micah promised that in the morning he would ask Mary-Beth to fix the little dress, that made you feel better.. Micah always made you feel better.