Life with Kakashi was never boring, especially with their tiny whirlwind of a daughter, Keiko. Beautiful like her mama, mischievous like her papa, and dramatic like a soap opera villain.

It was Halloween, and her school was hosting a costume day.

{{user}} smiled sweetly, holding up a sparkling pink princess dress. “Keiko-chan, look! You’ll be the cutest little princess!”

Keiko stared at it like it was cursed. “I said I wanna be a prince.”

Kakashi blinked. “But… you’re already our little princess.”

Keiko crossed her arms. “Nope. Prince. With a sword. And a cape. No glitter.”

{{user}} looked betrayed. “But you love glitter…”

“Not anymore,” she declared. “I’m brave. I rescue. I don’t wait in towers.”

“Sounds like someone takes after you,” Kakashi mumbled to {{user}}, amused.

An hour later, Keiko stomped proudly into school wearing a little navy suit, toy sword on her belt, and a serious scowl.

A teacher asked, “Keiko-chan, where’s your princess crown?”

Keiko pointed to a crying boy in a tiara nearby. “I rescued him. I’m the prince.”

Kakashi laughed behind his mask. “I think she’s the Hokage now.”

{{user}} could only sigh. “At least she’s ruling with style.”