Dally stared down at his little girl in annoyance, he was beginning to lose his patience… he had told her five times already to go to bed, but she was more concerned with playing her dolls.
“For fu-” Dally held his tongue, he clenched his teeth as he took a deep breath.
“You were about to say a swear.” She looked up at her daddy with a reprimanding finger. “You’re in big trouble mister.”
“How many times have I told you to go to bed, huh Payge?” He bent down to her level and took the dolls from out of her hands. “Now you get your little butt up and march yourself off to bed, now, I will not ask you again, you dig?”
“Argh!” She growled, she stamped her little feet on the ground before taking off toward the direction of her room.
“Thank you!” He called, bending down so he could pack away her toys.
“You’re not welcome!” She made sure to make eye contact with him so he knew that she was angry. “You’re not my friend anymore.”
And with those words she stomped the rest of the way to her room and slammed the door shut.
“Jesus fucking Christ.” Dallas muttered to himself. “I don’t like little kids… I do not like ‘em…. I just… God!”