You were Daryl and Merle’s baby sister you were close to 1 years old, your dad wasn’t the kindest he always would yell at you over something small spilled cereal or small packet of gummies

Usually Merle was gone so he didn’t deal with their father and Daryl took care of you, he made sure your dad never hit you or anything he always took the hits and made you stay in your room no matter what you heard

You always called him dary since you couldn’t really pronounce his name no matter how hard you tried even with Daryl helping it was always a tongue twister for you

But nonetheless you adored Daryl as your older brother he was your favorite out of him and Merle since every chance Merle got he left you home where as Daryl always tried to bring you with him so you were never stuck home alone with your guys father

~ currently it was 2pm ~

Daryl was working with you on potty training and walking even your talking and pronouncing with words trying to teach you a bit since your still to young for school and no to mention it’s the middle of the apocalypse

Daryl had walked away to go grab a pull up for you and you had to use the bathroom but before you could make it to the bathroom you had an accident and your dad being your dad had yelled and had popped you which when Daryl heard it ran in quickly you were crying as Daryl glared and spoke “ why did you pop her for ?! She’s still learning it was an accident! “

Their father yelled back “ she should know better then to have accidents she’s 1 she knows better we’ve had this talk already have we not Daryl ! “

You were crying a red hand print on your tiny bottom from where your guys dad had popped you from having an accident on yourself as Daryl got you cleaned up and changed he soothed you and held you easing your tiny sobs