Daddy's Little Girl
Disclaimer: Dick's, not mine.
A/N: There seems to be a rash of one -shot collections…which is awesome…which is why I decided to start one…also because I have a very, very short attention span lately. I hope y'all enjoy! MEAN, SCARY ADULT LANGUAGE in chapter 1 and possibly others – you have been warned.
"Fuck you! Just…fuck you, Father!" Meredith Goren threw her cell phone at her father, just missing his head by mere inches. She glared at Bobby a few more seconds before turning and stomping into her room. Bobby stood, shocked at the exchange that had taken place and leaned against the wall, sighing heavily. Alex walked into the living room and looked at her husband for a moment before retrieving the now broken cell phone from the floor.
"I take it she's not too happy, huh?" Alex put the phone on top of the entertainment center and nudged her husband with her hip.
"No, no she's not," Bobby answered. He rubbed his face with his left hand, frustrated. "So…why did we have kids?" Bobby looked down at his wife, waiting for her answer. Alex smiled and looked up at him.
"You knocked me up, remember?"
A/N 2: Okay…I used the kids I made up for "The One Off".