"Where is she? Where on earth did she go? Did she disappear out of thin air?" a tan mouse dressed in a navy tailcoat and brown slacks ran around the table. His once slicked back brown hair tossled over his green eyes making him softly blow it out of his face.
Underneath the table a small little tan mouse peeked her underneath the cloth curtain, muffling her laughs with her hand. Her long dark auburn hair toppled over her face, making her green eyes disappear. Her dark blue dress was wrinkled when she scurried underneath a wooden chair. Her small ears perked up when she heard her father's voice.
He saw her tail under the table and smiled mischievously "If I ever see her again, I swear I am going to find her.." he grabbed her tail making her squeal, he laid her down and started to tickle her stomach. "And I am going to tickle her! And Tickle her until she can't take it anymore!"
She started to laugh hard and took her hands hiding her stomach "S-St-Stop daddy! Hahahaaha! Oh my goodness! Stop!"
He picked her up and held her close when she held her small arms around his neck "Daddy, how long will you live?"
"One million years baby doll" he smiled softly
He sat down, setting her on his lap "Oh good.." she wiped her hand on her forehead and took a large breath out. Her father looked at her curiously "Why do you ask?"
She folded her hands in front of her and started to fiddle with her dress "Because I want you here always, when I grow up.. become a princess, get married, have babies-"
Her father interrupted her "Okay okay." He laughed slightly. He held up his right paw and held the other against his heart. "I Richard Orson Hampstead promise my daughter Rosalie Anne Hampstead that I will live one million years and a day, if I do not abide by these rules, I will drink old tea and scones with your dear old great Aunt Nellie for the rest of my life.."
She jumped up "Who is my great Aunt Nellie and why is she going to live longer than you?!"
He laughed and shrugged his shoulders "Lets hope you don't have to meet her.. she's your aunt on your mother's side who lives in london, compulsive and always getting her nose in people's business... and considering that she is older than dirt she probably will live longer than all of us."
She curiously tilted her head "What is compulsive?"
He father picked her up leading her to her room "Ill tell you when you're older." He tucked her in her bed handing her a small mouse doll with curly blonde hair. "Goodnight Princess.."
She yawned softly and closed her tired eyes "Goodnight daddy."
The bond between a Father and Daughter could be the strongest bond anyone could ever have. A motherless child like Rosalie depended on her father to be an advisor, and a tutor. A maid, Miss Nora Birdie kept Rosalie in check when her father would go away on business. Sadly Richard Orson Hampstead didn't keep his promise of living one million years and a day, that little six year old didn't know fourteen years later he would perish at sea during one of the worst storms of the century, Having no one survive on board. Left alone without any family in America, Miss Rosalie and Nora are currently off to London to live with her Great Aunt Nellie and second cousins at her lavish estate. Luckily Richard made it possible for her to live an equally lavish lifestyle, leaving her with a very large sum of inheritance. She herself didn't want to spoil herself on ball gowns and jewels, she just wanted to live comfortably in her home back in America..
However she had no clue what was in store for her in London.. but I am getting ahead of myself
How do I know that girl is going to be fine?
Because that girl is me..
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