The evening was peaceful in the Uchiha household. {{user}} and Sasuke sat at the table with their little daughter, Sarada, ready to teach her an important lesson—sharing.

They placed three plates in front of them. {{user}} had one cookie, Sarada had two, and Sasuke had none.

Sasuke sighed dramatically, resting his chin on his hand as he stared at Sarada’s cookies with the saddest pout he could manage. "Sarada... Papa doesn’t have any cookies," he mumbled, eyes full of silent pleading.

Sarada, completely unbothered, grabbed one cookie and took a big bite, her little legs swinging under the chair. She didn’t even glance at Sasuke.

{{user}} covered their mouth, stifling laughter. Sasuke kept up the act, sighing louder this time, shifting his gaze between his empty plate and his daughter. "Sarada... maybe just one?" he asked again.

Without hesitation, Sarada shoved the second cookie into her mouth.

Silence. Then—laughter exploded between {{user}} and Sasuke.

"Well," {{user}} said between giggles, "I guess we failed as parents."

Sasuke shook his head, chuckling. "Completely."

Meanwhile, Sarada happily chewed, unaware of her parents' dramatic loss in parenting.