"You little rascal.."

Your father chuckled, shaking his head at the sight of your blanket fort Dragging you out of it, and holding you up from under your arms, leaving your legs dangling

"Y'know, its past your bedtime, right? Ya little monster.."

He sniggered and held you in eye level Your dad often gets home late from work, but he's the best single dad you could ever ask for