Yet another old drabble from the RW/HG LDWS. The Prompt for this one was "Must be a Daddy Ron story, told completely in dialogue."

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"I'm going back to the kitchen to finish the pudding...see that these two finish their vegetables, will you?"

"So, you see, Hugo, this is why we men need to stick together!"

"Hmmmph."

"Easy there, Rosie. Chew slowly, don't choke."

"I wasn't choking, Daddy. I was trying to stop you before you said something Mum wouldn't like."

"See what I'm on about there, mate? If we don't stand our ground, these madwomen won't let us breathe without their enlightened correction!"

"Daddy, you are a caveman!"

"Of course I'm not a caveman, Rosie. I am the very model of a modern wizard. Do you think your lovely mother would stand for anything less?"

"She shouldn't, anyway."

"Oi, Rosie, you have got both your mother's brains and her death glare. Go easy on your poor Dad, now, and finish your veg. If you don't, you can count on it being my fault in some way. Now, see, Hugo? That's what I mean. They'll nag you within an inch of your life and somehow it will turn out to be your own damn fault in the end."

"MUM!"

"What is it now, Rosie? It's almost ready, so just be patient. And, Ron, don't you dare think of letting her skip eating her vegetables again. I'm watching!"

"See, mate? The woman is merciless. For my own safety, now, veg for you, too, little man. Quaffle through the hoop, now, all in one bite!"

"Daddy, he can't even talk yet, I don't think he will respond to Quidditch metaphors."

"See? He took the whole spoonful, didn't he? I reckon if my four-year-old daughter can use a word like metaphor, then my year-old son should grasp the finer points of the Greatest Game Ever Played."

"Mum always says that men are too Quidditch-mad."

"Mum should try saying that to your Aunt Ginny, see how far that gets her."

"I can hear you, Ron!"

"Sorry, love!"

"Mum says you should be more sensitive, Daddy."

"Mum says you should eat your veg, Rosie."

"Hmmmmph."

"Come on, Hugo, let's eat these delicious veggies and show Miss Clever Boots how it's done."

"Daddy!"

"I'm just being honest, here, Rosie. I mean, look, Hugo is almost done with his, and you have barely touched yours. Guess it takes a big man to beat the Demon Vegetables."

"Oh, for heaven's sake!"

"That's it, there, Hugo...just a few more bites and the men will have demonstrated our superior veg-eating abilities."

""Uh-uh! Mmm amoft dnnn!"

"Pudding's ready! Honestly, Rosie, don't talk with your mouth full, you know better. Ron, is he done yet?"

"One more bite, love, we're trying to pace ourselves, here. Wouldn't want another geyser incident, now, would we?"

"Ugh, no thank you. Oh, Rosie, look at your nice, clean plate! That's Mummy's girl!"

"'Mummy's.' girl, Hugo, you hear that? I'm glad I've got you on my side, mate. It's blokes for blokes, innit little man?"

"Mamamamamama!"

"Traitor."