The door of the Detective's home slightly slammed open as the young rat-mouse hybrid with grayish fur and long black hair stormed through the doorway, her second father following after her, a slight frown on his face.
"First it was just one day of suspension and now three." Basil shook his head, "You realize the next time could be possibly getting expelled?"
Beatrice glanced up, her green eyes mirroring Basil's, "And you still can't home school me?"
"Dear, you know your father has his…business to take care of and I get numerous cases to solve 24/7."
She sighed, sitting in the red chair, "But it's not fair. Me and Alexander never have done anything wrong."
Basil knelt before her, "Beatrice, we talked about this. Listening to what they say only encourages them to keep doing so. You shouldn't be listening to such insults from those other children."
She glanced back at him, her eyes becoming glassy with tears. "Even if…they're about you and Father?"
It then dawned on Basil; the reason why she got into that fight… all he could do was hug his daughter close, rubbing her back.
"Yes, dear… even if they're about me or your father…"