A/N: Obviously, Andromeda's not at home and Ted and Dora were left to their own devices. There's a mix of the magical and the muggle, from Godzilla to gnomes.
The giggles were maniacal, bouncing off the walls and filling the house with their sound. His daughter was in high spirits, her hair a vibrant and electric blue. He ran a hand over the short locks before studying the blocks that had been strewn across the floor.
"How about this time we build a skyscraper? You can be Godzilla and knock it down." To try to get his daughter to go for the idea, he growled menacingly – Dora, however, just laughed at him.
"Daddy, I'm not a gorilla. I'm a princess." She said it with all of the inferred "duh" that children seem to emulate, and he just grinned.
"Forgive me, princess. Don't lock me in your dungeons." Giving him a look that very clearly said he wasn't amusing her, she planted herself in his lap to begin the process of building a tower of blocks.
"I'll be a ballerina and dance over the tower. I'll kick 'em everywhere!" She twisted around in his lap to plant a hand on each cheek, smiling cheekily. "Mama," she whispered conspiratorially, "will want to know who let the gnomes loose in her living room."
Laughing delightedly at this child who was half him, half his wife, he squeezed her waist to elicit giggles from her. "We'll just tell her we left the door open again." He winked at her, and she giggled before planting a clumsy kiss on his nose.
"I'll tell her you lied!" With that, she dropped her hands and turned back around in his lap, continuing to build the tower. After a moment, he shook his head with a grin, knowing precisely where she got that streak of impishness from.
"Alright, monkey, let's get to it." He started to reach for a block but was stopped by Dora grabbing his hand.
"I told you I'm not a monkey, daddy!" Laughing, he turned his hand over to entwine their fingers.
"You're my monkey." Sniffing indignantly, his five year old daughter pulled her hand from his and grabbed a block before answering. "No. I'm your little girl."
He stared down at her before running a hand down her arm. "Yeah. Yeah, you are." Smiling, he started to stack the blocks with her.
She was going to be a heart breaker one day.
