Three stories, all inspired by MusicalLuna and each further inspired by a song.

NOT SONG FICS. NOT EXACTLY ANYWAY.

Disclaimer: If they were mine we'd actually meet this little girl one day. Since it's not we won't. Sorry. Complain to TPTB if it bothers you that much. :D

Based on Luna's mini-challenge to me and the song 'Butterfly Kisses' as sung by Bob Carlisle. If you know it not, go find it. It iz teh AWESOME.

The breeze played softly through the leaves, filling the air with the woodwind accompaniment to the piano melody and percussion background of children laughing and playing.

Colors flashed and bobbed and weaved as the little ones wearing them did the same in the magical world of infinite possibility known as the playset at the park.

The adults lounged on the fringes, content to savor a few moments of relaxation outside of the frenetic pace of keeping up with a toddler or elementary schooler.

Under one tree a man stood alone, his stance casual as he leaned against the rough bark, his clothes just in fashion enough to make some of the nannies gossip about why he was hanging out here.

One or two had considered calling the cops, but he wasn't doing anything and really, with that soft smile on his lips as he watched the kids play he seemed rather harmless.

If he did anything but watch, there would very quickly be a flurry of activity at the police dispatch . . . otherwise they would give him the benefit of the doubt and let him be.

And then it happened.

Like the discordant note in a symphony that warned of danger to the hero, a shrill chord broke the idyllic scene.

All adult eyes and more than a few of the children's went to the source, a small girl dressed in blue overalls with a sunflower embroidered on the bib and pink sneakers. She sat below the monkey bars in the dip that puddled when it rained, holding her leg at the knee with tears streaming down her face.

Before most people had pinpointed her or even truly registered what was going on, the solitary watcher was there, crouched by her side and gently lifting her leg to inspect her ankle.

Cell phones were whipped out and fingers went to speed dials when he scooped her up, but when she wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her face against the crook there was hesitation.

He carried her to an empty picnic table, seemingly oblivious to the rapt audience watching his every move.

Setting her down gently on the table he straddled the bench and started to undo her laces. She was talking, explaining tearfully what had happened, and he listened attentively, easing the shoe and sock off and rolling up the cuff of her pants.

He inspected her ankle with what was obviously some experience, then lifted it up and brushed a kiss on it.

She giggled and the fingers on phone buttons relaxed, more than a few of the devices disappearing once more.

Then he turned her foot up and kissed the sole with a smile and she giggled again and gave him a playful smack.

He feigned injury, then stood and snatched her up, tickling her mercilessly as she giggled with abandon.

The last of the phones vanished and attention drifted back to the children playing.

Only one or two saw him settle the girl on his hip, then pick up the sock and shoe and head to a car parked along the road.

None of them heard her question.

"Daddy? Why was everyone staring at you?"

He just smiled.

"Because with a daughter as beautiful as you I must be the luckiest guy in the world."

Okay now, srsly, who didn't just melt at that?

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