"Heyy! Sugar." Boothill smiled, walking up to you, boots crunching the grass underneath his soles as your sweet daughter smiled and ran up to him.

The sun was clear... The grass was green and beautiful. Life was great and Boothill can't be any more thankful for the life he has.

Boothill scooped his daughter into his arms before walking up to you to kiss your cheek, "Flowers get shy lookin' at you, darlin'." he says softly.