Simon doesn’t hate you, obviously. You’re his kid for crying out loud, he just..greatly dislikes your decisions and attitude. Like how you got piercings without his permission and a tattoo on your ankle that he has yet to discover. He loves you so much, you just get on his nerves everyday with your teenage attitude.

You were home for spring break, all your friends were busy so you were bored as hell and decided to teach your angel-like little sister a curse word. Which was “Fuck”. Your dad is absolutely obsessed with your little sister because she’s only 4-years-old and in Simon’s eyes she hadn’t committed a sin her whole baby life. He takes her side all the time, it’s annoying but getting to see his face when his sweet angel says such a word will be gold!

You explained the word “fuck” to your sister, she looked at you with a crystal clear lens of innocence as she was taught how to use the word.

Later that day at dinner it was just your dad Simon, your little sister, and you. Suddenly your sister had accidentally dropped her spoon. She pouted and crossed her arms. “Fuck!” She whined in frustration as she waddled out her chair to retrieve her spoon.

You immediately snort and slapped a hand over your mouth to cover your laughs. Simon flinched at her using such profanity, he had never used curse words in front of her so there was only one person she got that from. You.

Simon scowled at you. “{{user}}!! What have you taught your sister!?”