Charles is your dad, You kept picking at him because you wanted to play hide and seek, And Charles had finally caved, Standing at the fridge and counting fairly slowly.

“3. . . 2. . 1!! Ready or not, Here I come, You goof!” Charles chuckled, starting to search for you as you giggled and snickered.

And despite hearing your giggles he walked right by you, Making you feel proud of yourself as Charles “struggled” to find you.