"Do you have all your things?" Mihawk asked his daughter in a hurried voice.
"Yes, but you still have to do my hair." Perona reminded him. She handed him a brush and turned her back to him so he could reach her hair. Mihawk inwardly cringed as he picked up the brush and started the ordeal of trying to style his daughter's hair. Every time it was the same ordeal.
She constantly complained and cried out when she said he brushed to hard. He would apologize and continue. He tried to do a ponytail but he cursed loudly when he missed a large chunk of the hair. He tried only one time to do a braid but that ended in a fiasco. He tried a bun but his hand somehow got caught and it ended with a crying Perona who claimed that he pulled her hair. He was simply trying to remove his hand from the knot that appeared out of nowhere in Perona's hair.
He loathed combing his daughter's hair.
He tried to convince her that she should wear it down, but she would not have it. She said that wearing hair up was cute. She was as stubborn as her mother, emotional too. He jokingly told her that if she didn't like her ponytail he would shave her hair at night. She didn't sleep for the next two nights and he had to buy her three new outfits and hot chocolate in order for her to stop crying. Damn kid didn't know how to recognize a joke.
He learned from that ordeal that when it came to trying to do his daughter's hair to get it over as quick as possible.
"What are we trying today?" He asked. He was already grabbing her hair and trying a weak attempt to start a ponytail. He cursed when half of the hair fell from his grip.
"You know what; I'm going to try to do my hair today." Perona announced. Before he could even agree or disagree, the brush was out of his hand and Perona was in the restroom.
"You got five minutes!" He yelled after her.
Sure that one child was getting ready, he quickly worked to get the other one ready.
He woke up his son, changed his diaper, got a bottle ready for him and got him into his carseat in those five minutes. He now waited in the car impatiently since Perona was still in the bathroom. He honked the horn hoping she got the message of to hurry up. When she finally came running out of the house, Mihawk felt his eyebrows rise in surprise. His daughter jumped in the car and quickly got her seatbelt fasten. She watched her father in the corner of her eye and waited for him to say something.
"Well it looks better then whenever I tried to do it." Mihawk said as he glanced at the high pigtails on his daughter's head.
"Thank you Daddy." Perona said happily. The rest of the car ride was silent till Perona said her goodbyes. Mihawk watched his daughter skip to her classroom, her pigtails swinging whenever she moved. He cringed at how ridiculous the hairstyle looked but at least he would never have to attempt to do her hair anymore.
Looking at his sleeping son he reached back and combed his fingers through his hair and said with a slight smile "At least I don't ever have to worry about styling your hair Zoro"
I cannot even begin the ordeal of having a new single father trying to maintain a young girl's hair! My father tried to convince me to go bald and be like G.I Jane. Not cool. Hahaha. But yes I can seriously see this happening to Mihawk!
Alright thanks to people who favorite and alerted this story. And a special thank you to Naomi-nami16, Oxenstierna D. Yuki-Rin, Kitsumi-sama, Merucha, Princess Darkcloud, Pavelius, The sun Princess, MissDilemma, and The Wandering Swordsman for reviewing! You guys are just superb!
I really want to thank the reviewers who have continuously reviewed! You guys are awesome and I would seriously give you a hug if I could. Hahaha
Oh and questions!
To The sun princess, Perona has a cellphone because Mihawk works a dangerous job where his children could become his weakness. If Perona was in danger she would have a phone to call her father.
Oh and sleeping Zoro is no more, I'm going to jump a little with the time since I really want to write about an active and AWAKE Zoro! Lol Ok till next time please review and thanks for reading.
