It was a bright day and the family of 4 were just waking up.
"sweetheart its time to get up" a tall man with black hair sat on his 5-year-old daughter's bed,
"noo...let me sleep" she muttered.
The man chuckled.
"okay then. But I'll have to eat all the jam tarts-" before he could finish his sentence the girl practically bolted out the bed and flew down the stairs.
he smiled and made the bed before heading downstairs and into the kitchen where his family was sitting at the table with their breakfast in front if them.
His newborn son is his wife's arms. A blanket on them as he slept in her arms.
He smiled. His family was the only things he cared about.

"pappa eat your food" his daughter scolded him.
"I apologize milady. Of corse" he sat down. His wife laughing at the conversation between the two.
as they ate the man couldn't help but think of how things happened yesterday. He frowned.
Just moments after his son was born his daughter bonded instantly, becoming a big protective guardian already.
He remembered a rock flying in through the window, almost hitting his son.
The 5-year-old picked up the rock and stormed to the window with burning hatred in her eyes that he had never seen before.
"GO AWAY!" she screamed and threw the rock back.

"honey?" he was snapped out of his thoughts.
He turned and saw his wife looking at him with concern in her amber eyes.
"don't worry, I'm fine" he smiled.

Just a day in the life for the Takashi family