Dabi was your father, who adopted you when he was very drunk, he was very sorry for that, but nevertheless, you behaved well for being a 5-year-old girl, but you did some mischief, and he had to clean it up or fix it. Today you asked him if you could go to the park, he accepted, while you ran happily towards the swings, he chased you, yelling at you

"Hey! Don't run kid!!"