In lieu of fathers day can we agree that Bog carrying around his fast asleep toddler during a Fairy Ball would be the cutest thing ever.
Like a little kid who’s trying desperately to stay awake and ends up falling face first into the bowl of strawberries, and he just picks her up casually and holds her the rest of the night. And in fall he uses his cape as a blanket, keeping this little kid warm while he glares at all the other people who are chittering nervously from their spaces just like, yeah. Go ahead. Say something. I dare you.
No one dares. No one even tries to go near the Bog King. But they’re all very confused as to how they should feel about the scary Goblin with the adorable little Fairy child snoring away in the crook of his neck.