Semi-Heatis!

But, ah, that’s illogical, and she knows it. Even with the most mature of mindsets, sometimes her age can creep up and catch her by surprise. She’s only of nine years, after all.

" … —Yes? "

—How out of character for her. For once, she’s trying to initiate a conversation. What an surprising bout of boldness. 

As the other waved, the girl simply waved back, being polite of course, before simply opening her mouth to speak, a slight frown was curved upside down apon her lips; she was not sad or anything..just a normal expression.

-heavy sigh-

harlem shake is when a group of people get together and do random dance :) i wanna try it with father and mom. it looks fun

diowtfutakeshowerswithurmun?

pretty patties: [x] 

i guess you can say they are like macaroons.

my mun says that mun is cute. bunnies are ugly compared to her. and i think thats an insult to snowball..gomen snowball...

 nachos are chips dipped in hot cheese:. [x]

i guess there pretty good, but i dont eat them much anymore.

{♞} A wince, though the blonde made sure not to show the pain all too obviously, a small, tight smile pulling at his lips as his gaze averted down to the ground. It hurt, those words that Aya had said to him, but he tried to make it seem like he wasn’t bothered by it, smiling once more.

His heart. It.. it actually.. hurt..

❝Dio...I'm sorry....❞

And i know her as “wife”

He sat in the Archives taking one last look through one of his medical books.  Eyes darted across the page while a hand jotted notes down onto a notepad. Over the years the biochemist grew accustomed to multitasking over a single task. Though sometimes he wondered if it might be a bit of an obsession over his work. 

More than likely.

A pause followed by a sigh, did the doctor close the book and flipped the notepad close. What was he even taking notes on? 

"…"

Alfred pushed himself from the table and got to his feet. Collecting his things, figuring going into the basement for a bit of research might do his mind some good. 

Leaving and approaching the staircase is when he heard it.

“F-father —— ?! Wha… What are you doing here —-”

His head nearly snapped to look back at the nursery. Was the door open before? No… It was closed… It was supposed to be closed. The doctor squinted his eyes and caught a glimpse of maybe the edge of a blue dress?

No, she wasn’t here anymore. Aya left with Maria when the house went up into flames. For all they knew, the Drevis residence — the house of horrors — no longer existed.

"… A..ya?"

This was stupid. Ridiculous. She was gone… they were all gone. His mind was maybe playing tricks on him. Yeah… that had to be it. For now, he’ll retreat to the living area and rest for an hour or so. All this work must be taking a toll on him after all.

Her blue hues looked at him as he said her name, her stomach sinking into the room and her grasp on the door tightening. At this very moment she could have slammed the door already, but something held her back from doing so. As the tall man walked away, she blinked. Her head turning to his direction and watching him walk away through the hall.

❝Did he think I was....an hallucination to?❞ Aya asked herself.

Aya gulped, her right foot stepping out of the Nursery and following her father behind him. She looked down at his walking feet, trying to match his footsteps. The ravenette put her hands behind her back and watched the back of her father, brown hair and a white lab coat was all she could see. 

The girl kept following him, not a single word came from her mouth. All the noise the young girl ha made was small pants of breath, and the noise coming from her shoes as they met the floor. Her shoes where loud, Aya was surprised the other did not turn around to see what the noise was coming from.

Then again, maybe he couldn't hear her?

....Perhaps.