A/N: Sixth prompt, only one more to go! Today's prompt was Bandages.
Summary: Their little girl is too adventurous for her own good sometimes.
Rated: K+
The best thing about both Soul and Maka working at the DWMA was that it meant they had the same holidays as their four year old daughter who had just started kindergarten.
Unfortunately, being a teacher meant marking and since Maka was one of the best teachers, she had the most marking. This in turn meant that there were some days that had to be set aside during the holidays when she did nothing but marking in order to spend the most time with her husband and daughter later.
This fine fall day was one such day. Maka was tucked away in the study room of their rather spacious apartment and Soul was in the living room, helping his daughter with her colouring books.
"Daddy," the little ash-blonde girl chirped. "Can we go outside for a bit?"
Soul glanced up from the file on a weapon-meister pair who were getting close to collecting ninety-nine kishin souls he was reading and smiled at his daughter.
"Sure, why not. Pack up your colouring stuff and we'll go to the park."
The four-year old grinned with shark-teeth identical to her father and started putting her felt tips away in rainbow order, she was like her mother in that way, very particular about order.
Once the girl had packed up her things, Soul wrapped the fluffy red scarf Tsubaki had bought for her the other month and helped her slip her jacket on, making sure it was zipped up tight before slipping his own jacket on. He let the tiny girl put her own shoes on, Velcro was easy for little kids, before scooping her up into his arms and making a slight detour on the way out to knock on the open door to the study.
"We're going to the park for a bit," he said, smiling at his wife glanced at the pair of them over her new reading glasses. "We'll be back in an hour."
She nodded. "OK." To her daughter she said, "Have fun sweetie, don't tire your daddy out too much."
"I won't mama," the girl replied with a giggle, wrapping her arms securely around her father's neck.
Said mama laughed and shooed them off with a content smile.
The park was only a block away from their apartment and was one of the reasons they chose that specific place when looking for the place to start a family. It helped that it was also pretty close to the academy.
The park itself was a large green area one would not expect to find in a desert but Soul had seen stranger things. At one end, there was a large soccer pitch and at the other was a children's play park. Soul's little girl was pretty attached to the play park, it was a kid's dream.
He held her tiny hand all the way there, then set her loose to run around to her heart's content. He sat on a bench and watched her, only getting up to help her get into the swing specially for younger children and pushed her for a bit before she demanded, in the same tone her mother used when she was younger that no daddy, I want to go on the slide now.
He sat down on the bench again and turned his head in the direction of their apartment, thinking of his lovely wife all shut up to work. He began to wonder if, maybe, once their baby girl was fast asleep, and if they were especially quiet, they might be able to-
An agonized cry ripped him from his thoughts and his head snapped to his daughter, who was sitting on the ground crying.
He bolted over like the protective father he was, pulling his daughter into his arms and stroking her blonde hair back.
"Hey, hey, what's wrong baby?" he shushed, trying to be as calming as he could, though he was not one to be especially calm when it came to his daughter.
"I tripped and hurt my knee!" the girl wailed.
Soul relaxed. "Let's sit on the bench so I can take a look at it." He picked the bawling child up and sat her down on the bench he had vacated earlier and examined the afflicted knee.
The leggings his daughter had been wearing at been torn through and the skin underneath was scraped up a bit but the clothing had taken most of the damage.
"That's not so bad, just a little scrape, you'll be fine kiddo," he said, smiling at the little girl.
He rolled the legging up her leg and pulled the handkerchief he kept for such occasions out of his jacket pocket so he could wipe the scrape clean. He then procured a Hello Kitty band aid from another pocket and proceeded to ceremoniously place it upon the wound. Then he leant down and pressed a daddy's healing kiss to the band aid, then sat back and smiled at his daughter.
"There you go. All better."
"Mama has to kiss it too," the tiny girl sniffled and wiped her nose with the back of her hand, ignoring her father's sigh of "told you about that sweetie, you use a tissue for your nose".
Soul sighed and ruffled his daughter's hair. "OK, let's go back home and ask mama for a kiss."
He stood up and waited for his daughter to climb off the bench and grab his hand to walk home but she just looked at him expectantly. He raised a pale eyebrow and the girl simply held her arms up, waiting.
He sighed again and knew that protesting would do no good, his daughter could play him better than her uncle could play a violin. He scooped the girl up and carried her all the way, feeling slightly better because of the way she tucked her head against his neck and held onto his jacket. She was too freaking adorable.
When he opened the door to the apartment, Maka stuck her head out of the study.
"That was quick, normally you have to drag her home..." she trailed off when she got a full view of her daughter's blotchy, tear-stained face. "What happened?"
Soul put the little girl on her feet so he could take her coat, scarf and shoes off. "She tripped and scraped her knee a little." The girl sniffled. "She wants a kiss from mama to make it all better."
Maka looked at him confused but crouched down when her daughter ran towards her, tears already starting again. "Didn't daddy give you a kiss sweetie?"
The tiny girl nodded. "But I need a kiss from daddy and mama to make it count."
Maka smiled and Soul snorted quietly. "Sure thing, lift your leg up so mama can kiss it better."
She did as she was told and Maka bestowed a mama's healing kiss. The older woman looked up at the little girl. "Did that do the trick?"
The girl nodded and smiled, wiping her nose with the back of her hand again and Soul just decided to give up on scolding her.
"Good. Mama's finished working for the day, so why don't you set up a tea-party." The girl's face broke into a smile. "I'll bring in some juice and fruit slices once you're ready, OK?"
"OK mama, thank you!" The little blonde threw herself into her mother's arms, gave her hug, then ran off to her room to set up a tea-party.
Maka stood up and Soul strode over to her, wrapping his arms around her waist to pull her closer so he could kiss her gently.
"That kid is so you," he chuckled. "I mean, she gets so excited for fruit slices. Most kids want cookies and milk."
Maka giggled and wrapped her arms around her husband's neck. "Just means less trips to the dentist, better for all involved I think."
He sighed and pressed his forehead against hers. "Love you," he whispered.
"Love you too," she replied in the same hushed voice, smirk dancing on her lips. "How about tonight you show me how much you love me."
Soul smirked. "I was just thinking the same thing."