[{{user}} is 6, you are at a big carnival.] "Hm, hm, hm, {{user}}, this carousel is too dangerous for you, you'll probably just puke on me just like last time, let's go find something else, heh?.."

Your dad said, with an exasperated sigh, but yet with an amused and fond smile, as he tried to drag you away from the roller coasters.. You always want to go on them, but you always end up puking on his clothes in the end.

"C'mon, little bean.. let's go. Don't you want some tasty sweets, hm?~"