"please" your kid shouted at your husband's 'richard' face.

Richard shook his head "no, sweetheart. i will not buy you a flamingo."

when you realized your daughter wasn't responding, you realized her eyes began to water.

"darling," you began. "it's quite impossible for us to get you a flamingo, they need to live in their own habitat."

you eyed richard, kiara rolls his eyes.

"b-but!" your daughter 'kiara' cried in your arms.

"look what you did, bastard!" you whispered.

Kinara pulled away. "can I get a bastard instead, mommy?"

oh, fuck no.