After picking the girls up once his work day has ended, Merlin takes Grace and Jasmine with him to go pick up cat food. Usually, whenever Merlin or Arthur brings either Grace alone or both Grace and Jasmine in with them, they put the latter in the safety children seat of a cart and the former into the actual shopping cart. But for the first time, this does not happen.
Apparently, their usual pet store has changed since the last time they went, though not by much. The main thing - the only thing, really - that actually affects the little Emrys-Pendragon family is the addition of double-seated carts added to the mix of single-seaters. Upon noticing this, Grace gasps and stares wide-eyed in awe. Rather quickly, the look turns into something more contemplated, something more wicked.
Closing her mouth, but still baring her teeth, Grace turns a bright, toothy smile onto her father. She doesn't say a thing, just continues to grin up at Merlin and twists her hips back and forth slowly but dramatically to get her dress to sway over her thick leggings. Her hands are stuffed into the pockets of her coat and her head is tipped back at just the right angle to get her longer hair to fall back while bangs stay perfectly in place fluffed up against her forehead. Grace and being overly cute and she knows it. Worse than that, she knows it's working, that her dad will give in, and that she's going to get what she wants.
Sighing, Merlin shakes his head at her very much like Arthur their oldest girl is.
"Oh, alright," he bemoans in an over exaggerated fashion while pulling the cart over to securely slip Jasmine into one of the seats.
Grace takes her hands out of her pocket to pump her fists in the air and triumphantly hisses, "Yes!"
Five minutes later, all the way across town, Arthur's phone vibrates with a text from Merlin containing a picture of Jasmine and Grace sitting side by side in the children seat of a grocers cart, Jasmine looking her typically happy self, and Grace looking far too smug from a little one her age.