Time for a little comedy! Enjoy!
Title: Tooth
Summary: Being a spy had trained him for pretty much anything.
Genre: Family/Humor
Pairing: Michael/Fiona
Word Count: 118
Disclaimer: Not mine!
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6) Tooth
As a spy, you're trained to handle pretty much any event, and any catastrophe. You know how to stop a profusely bleeding wound, how to get out of any hostage situation, and how to talk your way through any negotiation.
When you become a spy, you're pretty much trained for anything.
When you become a parent, you receive no such training.
"Daddy, look!" Brianna fearlessly held up a tiny, bloody tooth she had recently (and bravely) pulled out of her own mouth.
Michael blanched at the sight of the tooth being waved in his face, and the new hole in his daughter's mouth. Being a spy had prepared him for pretty much anything.
Being a father had not.
The End.
A/N: Aww, Daddy Michael! I can see him being able to handle anything except seeing his kid's blood. Hehehe. Up next, no matter how tough you are, you're no match for a mad mom. Thanks for reading, and please review!