A Memory to keep
While listening to Chuck Wicks' Stealing Cinderella, I got this idea from one part of the lyrics. I hope you enjoy this.
"Dad!" A child's voice made him look up as he set the paper down. It was same old thing going on in the city. He was getting sick and tired of reading it every single day.
"What is it Bulla?" He asked, raising an ebony eyebrow at his youngest child.
"Come dance with me!" She squeaked with that innocent smile he never really saw on Vegetasei. Running up to him, she tugged on his hand, trying to get her father up from the chair that he was in. She really wanted to bond with him.
Getting up from the chair that he usually fell asleep in, he followed her to where she wanted him. Walking outside, she smiled up at him with that same innocence in her blue eyes.
"What do you want Bulla? I'm busy." He slightly lied. He wasn't really busy; he was just reading the paper for Shenron's sake.
Getting on his boots, she hugged his waist, nestling her head on the taunt stomach of her father. Smiling, she felt at peace. She felt safe when she stood next to her father.
"Dance with me Daddy." She answered.
Looking down at his aqua haired daughter, he raised an eyebrow. Smirking, he picked her up into his arms. "You want to dance huh? Then we will."
Spinning around, he let a true, sincere smile escape from behind the mask as he listened his youngest giggles.
"That's just like you." Bulma whispered as she watched from the window that was above the kitchen.
Taking a breath and turning his gaze to his child, he smiled once more. She was sound asleep in his arms, her head resting on his shoulder. Sighing, he walked back in and put her to bed. Closing the door behind him, he went back into the living room to settle down next to his lover.
"Did you have fun?"
A blush flared across his face as he looked over at his smiling wife. "Yes." He answered truthfully. It caused his heart to melt. He was going to keep that in his mind forever.
I really loved picturing this in my mind. Please review.