His kid’s ballet show. Phenomenal, electrifying, sensational even. Far better than his theatrical troupe in all honesty. He’s proud of everyone for their skills and dedication to performing their best through and through — but the ballet show he had witness that night; he could never be prouder.

“Do you see the star we have, Charity?” He exclaimed, chuckling along with Helene and Caroline. They were buzzing along with their father over the ballet dance they had witnessed their older sibling, {{user}}, do. Caroline also had her ballet recital but her and her sister were excited to see the older ballet students do it.

Charity nodded along with a wide smile, holding her eldest closer to her side. Though, the moment the family got home, everyone froze in place from sudden statement that came from {{user}}.

“Quit? No, you can’t quit! You were sensational out there, darling,” Phineas gapped, his hand cupping his mouth while the other wrapped around his middle. He was speechless, to say the least. “What brought this all about?”

Phineas knew his children like the back of his hand; sometimes forgetting from getting too engrossed in his work and the theatrical troupe he started for the world to see the talent.

He knew the sudden urge to drop the dream {{user}}’s out of the blue was a concerning thing.

“What is going on in that head of yours…?”