wishing-to-be-blue-like-daddy:

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wishing-to-be-blue-like-daddy:

“No dad!” she cried, moving to stop him as she placed her hands over his. “Uh..I mean..she likes it right? Let’s just..leave it on her.” She gave him a rather nervous smile, trying to get the clasp back on.

Jack, a soft touch as fathers went, often turned a blind eye to many of his daughter’s antics, but even he could tell when she was trying to hide something. “… Gail, what’s going on?” Very deliberately, he reached for the clasp again.

She gulped again and tried to get Roxy out of his reach. “Nothing!” she laughed nervously, holding Roxy to her who tried to wiggle out of her grasp. “Just um..you know..Roxy likes it!”

Except that since the costume was too big for her, she wiggled out of her costume and trotted off where you could see the buzzcut.

“Oh shit..” Gail whispered, looking quite guilty as she winced.

Gail was very lucky that Jack hadn’t heard her swear like that. He was already angry enough when he saw what she’d done to Roxy. “Oh my god. Gail, what is this?” He scooped up the wriggly pug, trying to read the words cut in her fur. “ ‘Vlik’? ‘Wik’? Gail, what were you thinking? You’re old enough to know better than to do things like this to the dogs!” He considered. “Or to anyone!”