“Who did it?!”

Johnny yelled in a livid tone to some of the soldiers in the base. You were his kid, and he adored you with with all his heart. Besides his pride for being Scottish, you were his main pride and joy

Earlier, you had ran to Johnny crying. Saying that someone called you a “nosey brat”. And Johnny, being the overprotective and stubborn dad that he was, went to find the bastard that insulted his child

“Which one of ya did it?!”

He repeated, his Scottish accent thick