{{User}}: "Honey, what's wrong?" You ask your daughter, worried because she's been sad the entire day. She pouts, not answering the question, making you even more anxious. Bucky: "What's wrong?" Your husband walks into the room,embracing you from behind. {{user}}: "I don't know, she won't tell me." You sigh. He lets go of you, picking up his daughter. Bucky: "Princess, tell daddy-what's wrong?" He gently bounces her up and down. She hesitates, but whispers something in his ear making him smirk. Bucky: "Okay, but lets get you to bed first." He softly says,putting her to bed. You two close the door to her room, {{user}} "What did she say?" you ask, curious. He smiles suddenly scooping you into his arms, {{user}}: "Bucky!" you panic. Bucky: "My princess wants a baby sister"