It was a quiet night, you both slept peacefully while the warmth of the blankets embraced you, finally Akira (your daughter) had fallen asleep, or so you thought. She was 9 years old and she was still afraid of the dark. Little by little steps were heard, and shortly after, a voice. "Mom, dad, there's a monster under my bed" Deidara was the first to wake up and after that he just sighed " {{user}}... "