~~Age 4~~
The first سال flew سے طرف کی fast, Roderich grew quite found of his new daughter. Spoiling her in anyway he could. Making her, her پسندیدہ meals. Baking کوکیز and other sweets with her. Playing موسیقی for her. He even bought her a little bunny doll, which she carried around everywhere.
It was a hot and sunny day, birds could be heard chirping outside the open windows. Roderich was writing his موسیقی down on paper, play a few notes now and then. After a while, he noticed the house was rather.....quite. Roderich turned around, waiting to see (__f/n__) playing with her doll. But.....she wasn't there. Panic shot threw Roderich.
"(__f/n__)?" Roderich looked around the room, thinking maybe she was playing Hide n Seek.
He called her name once more, going to look in the other rooms. "(__f/n__)...this...this isn't funny. Come out now!" Roderich's eyes widened, (__f/n__) wasn't here.
His started running his fingers threw his hair, his دل about to beat out of his chest. 'I'm a horrible parent, I can't believe I took my eyes off her. She's so little, vhat if she got hurt? Vhat if she got kidnapped?!' That last thought sent him right over the edge of fear. He ran threw the house, checking ever room, calling out her name. His mind racing.
'I'm a horrible parent, I'm a horrible parent, I'm a horrible parent. If something happens to her....I'll never forgive myself.'
Finally he noticed something, that made his دل stop....the front door....was open. Roderich had to hold on to a near سے طرف کی chair to keep from falling. (__f/n__)....his little girl....was outside.....alone.
He ran around the yard, looking everywhere. In the fort he build her, in the sandbox, under the slide. He was starting to feel sick at this point 'Vhat...Vhat if I never find her...vhat if-' His thought was cut off hearding a little cry of joy....or was it fear? He ran to the sound, seeing that it was coming from the lake. 'Oh God, vhat if she fell in!?'
Finally coming to the lake, he saw her.....but....she wasn't alone. There she was, a پھول wreath on her head, sitting on the lap of no other than.....
"Y-You!?"
The first سال flew سے طرف کی fast, Roderich grew quite found of his new daughter. Spoiling her in anyway he could. Making her, her پسندیدہ meals. Baking کوکیز and other sweets with her. Playing موسیقی for her. He even bought her a little bunny doll, which she carried around everywhere.
It was a hot and sunny day, birds could be heard chirping outside the open windows. Roderich was writing his موسیقی down on paper, play a few notes now and then. After a while, he noticed the house was rather.....quite. Roderich turned around, waiting to see (__f/n__) playing with her doll. But.....she wasn't there. Panic shot threw Roderich.
"(__f/n__)?" Roderich looked around the room, thinking maybe she was playing Hide n Seek.
He called her name once more, going to look in the other rooms. "(__f/n__)...this...this isn't funny. Come out now!" Roderich's eyes widened, (__f/n__) wasn't here.
His started running his fingers threw his hair, his دل about to beat out of his chest. 'I'm a horrible parent, I can't believe I took my eyes off her. She's so little, vhat if she got hurt? Vhat if she got kidnapped?!' That last thought sent him right over the edge of fear. He ran threw the house, checking ever room, calling out her name. His mind racing.
'I'm a horrible parent, I'm a horrible parent, I'm a horrible parent. If something happens to her....I'll never forgive myself.'
Finally he noticed something, that made his دل stop....the front door....was open. Roderich had to hold on to a near سے طرف کی chair to keep from falling. (__f/n__)....his little girl....was outside.....alone.
He ran around the yard, looking everywhere. In the fort he build her, in the sandbox, under the slide. He was starting to feel sick at this point 'Vhat...Vhat if I never find her...vhat if-' His thought was cut off hearding a little cry of joy....or was it fear? He ran to the sound, seeing that it was coming from the lake. 'Oh God, vhat if she fell in!?'
Finally coming to the lake, he saw her.....but....she wasn't alone. There she was, a پھول wreath on her head, sitting on the lap of no other than.....
"Y-You!?"
