Arthur Ketch

Member of the British Men of Letters. I am here to answer your questions and to fulfill your pleasures. Guidelines ***Must be at least 18 for Smut RP!***

[mrarthurketch]

“I still don’t want to risk it,” sighs softly.

[emilygracewinchester]

“We don’t and a whole lot of other girls like me could die, Dad,” said Avery frankly, softly. 

[mrarthurketch]

“I’m still going. That is out of question. I just don’t want you to go,” Arthur sighed yet again, fearing he could lose her.

[emilygracewinchester]

“I really think we gotta do this together Dad - before more girls get hurt. Maybe even die. We gotta help ‘em,” said Avery with quiet urgency in her voice. 

[mrarthurketch]

Arthur rubbed a hand over his face in frustration, “Fine.”

[emilygracewinchester]

Avery smirked just a little.  “We’ll get ‘em, Dad.”

[mrarthurketch]

“I’ve got no doubt in that,“ Arthur nodded in agreement yet he was still unsure about this.

[mrarthurketch]

“I still don’t want to risk it,” sighs softly.

[emilygracewinchester]

“We don’t and a whole lot of other girls like me could die, Dad,” said Avery frankly, softly. 

[mrarthurketch]

“I’m still going. That is out of question. I just don’t want you to go,” Arthur sighed yet again, fearing he could lose her.

[emilygracewinchester]

“I really think we gotta do this together Dad - before more girls get hurt. Maybe even die. We gotta help ‘em,” said Avery with quiet urgency in her voice. 

[mrarthurketch]

Arthur rubbed a hand over his face in frustration, "Fine."

[mrarthurketch]

“I still don’t want to risk it,” sighs softly.

[emilygracewinchester]

“We don’t and a whole lot of other girls like me could die, Dad,” said Avery frankly, softly. 

[mrarthurketch]

"I'm still going. That is out of question. I just don't want you to go," Arthur sighed yet again, fearing he could lose her.

[mrarthurketch]

“I still don’t want to risk it,” sighs softly.

[emilygracewinchester]

“I don’t know,” Avery said softly. Doughnuts were not a thing she had ever remembered having, even in her time with her mother and living about Franco’s auto repair shop. Usually for breakfast, biscuit sandwiches were the order of the day. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Alright then,” Arthur nodded and looked at the vendor. “We’d like one of every kind. If you could box them up, that would be nice.”

[emilygracewinchester]

a little surprised sound left Avery as the clerk happily took one of every kind and placed them neatly into a box. She watched with wide eyes as those bits of round, sugary goodness were neatly packed into bags. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Thank you,” Arthur nodded and paid for them before accepting the goodies in return.

“Do you want to try one now or when we get back to our room?” Arthur questioned Avery.

[emilygracewinchester]

Very slowly, with the air of a person who has long had things denied her for whatever reason, Avery carefully reached for the box, looking to see if her father would open it. They smelled amazing, and oh she wanted to try one now. 

When he did finally respond, she grabbed the simple glazed - nothing else - and gobbled it. Her eyes went wide, mouth following into a smile.  “Doughnuts are amazing,” she grinned, mouth and fingers somewhat sticky. 

[mrarthurketch]

“I’m glad you enjoy them,” Arthur chuckled and took one of the similar ones and ate it.

[emilygracewinchester]

Getting a napkin, Avery smiled and nodded. “They’re awesome. Thanks, Dad,” she said as they walked. They looked in a few shops, but soon enough a news article caught the teenager’s eye. it appeared to be about three missing girls, all of them students at a school in a nearby town. 

[mrarthurketch]

“What have you got there?” Arthur asked before he spotted the newspaper as well.

“Wait here,” he told her before heading inside to buy one.

[emilygracewinchester]

Waiting, Avery let her dad go and buy the paper, trying look over the article. Three girls, all around the same age and going to the same local high school, had disappeared in the woods at the same time. “Somethin’ in those woods,” she muttered, “I’ll bet on it.” 

[mrarthurketch]

“It might be,” Arthur nodded and murmured, “but in your shape, you’re not going into the woods.”

[emilygracewinchester]

“Well we’ll have to figure out what we’re dealing with first,” she said, “looks like they could have botched some kind of spell and summoned a nasty Demon.” 

[mrarthurketch]

“Or something is in the woods that’s taking them. We should investigate nonetheless, ask around,” he told her.

[emilygracewinchester]

Nodding, Avery attempted to gobble another doughnut and made ready as much as possible to travel to the next place.  Once there, she turned on her Winchester charm, working a few of the elder townsfolk to hear their stories. There was a legend of a great monster in the woods that only appeared every so often, like clockwork. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Guess we’ll have to look some into the lore of this town,” Arthur told her after everything they’ve heard.

[emilygracewinchester]

“Library,” she said, nodding to the building. For a while Avery looked into the history - there seemed to be a time around every fifty years when a group of girls would turn up missing. “Something -is- taking them,” she muttered. 

[mrarthurketch]

“It seems like some ritual,” Arthur nodded, reading through the supposedly monster section of the town.

[emilygracewinchester]

“Maybe a curse - with a fifty year cycle,” Avery murmured, putting her mind to the problem. “We have to check out the place. Tonight.” 

[mrarthurketch]

“I’m not taking you into those woods,” Arthur said, looking sternly at her.

[emilygracewinchester]

“Well I’m not letting you go alone, so,” muttered Avery, “I said I’d take a back seat on this one, but it’s just you an’ me. We’ll get this figured out.” 

[mrarthurketch]

"i don't want whatever this is to get you too, Avery," Arthur sighed at her.

[emilygracewinchester]

“I don’t know,” Avery said softly. Doughnuts were not a thing she had ever remembered having, even in her time with her mother and living about Franco’s auto repair shop. Usually for breakfast, biscuit sandwiches were the order of the day. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Alright then,” Arthur nodded and looked at the vendor. “We’d like one of every kind. If you could box them up, that would be nice.”

[emilygracewinchester]

a little surprised sound left Avery as the clerk happily took one of every kind and placed them neatly into a box. She watched with wide eyes as those bits of round, sugary goodness were neatly packed into bags. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Thank you,” Arthur nodded and paid for them before accepting the goodies in return.

“Do you want to try one now or when we get back to our room?” Arthur questioned Avery.

[emilygracewinchester]

Very slowly, with the air of a person who has long had things denied her for whatever reason, Avery carefully reached for the box, looking to see if her father would open it. They smelled amazing, and oh she wanted to try one now. 

When he did finally respond, she grabbed the simple glazed - nothing else - and gobbled it. Her eyes went wide, mouth following into a smile.  “Doughnuts are amazing,” she grinned, mouth and fingers somewhat sticky. 

[mrarthurketch]

“I’m glad you enjoy them,” Arthur chuckled and took one of the similar ones and ate it.

[emilygracewinchester]

Getting a napkin, Avery smiled and nodded. “They’re awesome. Thanks, Dad,” she said as they walked. They looked in a few shops, but soon enough a news article caught the teenager’s eye. it appeared to be about three missing girls, all of them students at a school in a nearby town. 

[mrarthurketch]

“What have you got there?” Arthur asked before he spotted the newspaper as well.

“Wait here,” he told her before heading inside to buy one.

[emilygracewinchester]

Waiting, Avery let her dad go and buy the paper, trying look over the article. Three girls, all around the same age and going to the same local high school, had disappeared in the woods at the same time. “Somethin’ in those woods,” she muttered, “I’ll bet on it.” 

[mrarthurketch]

“It might be,” Arthur nodded and murmured, “but in your shape, you’re not going into the woods.”

[emilygracewinchester]

“Well we’ll have to figure out what we’re dealing with first,” she said, “looks like they could have botched some kind of spell and summoned a nasty Demon.” 

[mrarthurketch]

“Or something is in the woods that’s taking them. We should investigate nonetheless, ask around,” he told her.

[emilygracewinchester]

Nodding, Avery attempted to gobble another doughnut and made ready as much as possible to travel to the next place.  Once there, she turned on her Winchester charm, working a few of the elder townsfolk to hear their stories. There was a legend of a great monster in the woods that only appeared every so often, like clockwork. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Guess we’ll have to look some into the lore of this town,” Arthur told her after everything they’ve heard.

[emilygracewinchester]

“Library,” she said, nodding to the building. For a while Avery looked into the history - there seemed to be a time around every fifty years when a group of girls would turn up missing. “Something -is- taking them,” she muttered. 

[mrarthurketch]

“It seems like some ritual,” Arthur nodded, reading through the supposedly monster section of the town.

[emilygracewinchester]

“Maybe a curse - with a fifty year cycle,” Avery murmured, putting her mind to the problem. “We have to check out the place. Tonight.” 

[mrarthurketch]

"I'm not taking you into those woods," Arthur said, looking sternly at her.

[emilygracewinchester]

“I don’t know,” Avery said softly. Doughnuts were not a thing she had ever remembered having, even in her time with her mother and living about Franco’s auto repair shop. Usually for breakfast, biscuit sandwiches were the order of the day. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Alright then,” Arthur nodded and looked at the vendor. “We’d like one of every kind. If you could box them up, that would be nice.”

[emilygracewinchester]

a little surprised sound left Avery as the clerk happily took one of every kind and placed them neatly into a box. She watched with wide eyes as those bits of round, sugary goodness were neatly packed into bags. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Thank you,” Arthur nodded and paid for them before accepting the goodies in return.

“Do you want to try one now or when we get back to our room?” Arthur questioned Avery.

[emilygracewinchester]

Very slowly, with the air of a person who has long had things denied her for whatever reason, Avery carefully reached for the box, looking to see if her father would open it. They smelled amazing, and oh she wanted to try one now. 

When he did finally respond, she grabbed the simple glazed - nothing else - and gobbled it. Her eyes went wide, mouth following into a smile.  “Doughnuts are amazing,” she grinned, mouth and fingers somewhat sticky. 

[mrarthurketch]

“I’m glad you enjoy them,” Arthur chuckled and took one of the similar ones and ate it.

[emilygracewinchester]

Getting a napkin, Avery smiled and nodded. “They’re awesome. Thanks, Dad,” she said as they walked. They looked in a few shops, but soon enough a news article caught the teenager’s eye. it appeared to be about three missing girls, all of them students at a school in a nearby town. 

[mrarthurketch]

“What have you got there?” Arthur asked before he spotted the newspaper as well.

“Wait here,” he told her before heading inside to buy one.

[emilygracewinchester]

Waiting, Avery let her dad go and buy the paper, trying look over the article. Three girls, all around the same age and going to the same local high school, had disappeared in the woods at the same time. “Somethin’ in those woods,” she muttered, “I’ll bet on it.” 

[mrarthurketch]

“It might be,” Arthur nodded and murmured, “but in your shape, you’re not going into the woods.”

[emilygracewinchester]

“Well we’ll have to figure out what we’re dealing with first,” she said, “looks like they could have botched some kind of spell and summoned a nasty Demon.” 

[mrarthurketch]

“Or something is in the woods that’s taking them. We should investigate nonetheless, ask around,” he told her.

[emilygracewinchester]

Nodding, Avery attempted to gobble another doughnut and made ready as much as possible to travel to the next place.  Once there, she turned on her Winchester charm, working a few of the elder townsfolk to hear their stories. There was a legend of a great monster in the woods that only appeared every so often, like clockwork. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Guess we’ll have to look some into the lore of this town,” Arthur told her after everything they’ve heard.

[emilygracewinchester]

“Library,” she said, nodding to the building. For a while Avery looked into the history - there seemed to be a time around every fifty years when a group of girls would turn up missing. “Something -is- taking them,” she muttered. 

[mrarthurketch]

"It seems like some ritual," Arthur nodded, reading through the supposedly monster section of the town.

[emilygracewinchester]

“I don’t know,” Avery said softly. Doughnuts were not a thing she had ever remembered having, even in her time with her mother and living about Franco’s auto repair shop. Usually for breakfast, biscuit sandwiches were the order of the day. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Alright then,” Arthur nodded and looked at the vendor. “We’d like one of every kind. If you could box them up, that would be nice.”

[emilygracewinchester]

a little surprised sound left Avery as the clerk happily took one of every kind and placed them neatly into a box. She watched with wide eyes as those bits of round, sugary goodness were neatly packed into bags. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Thank you,” Arthur nodded and paid for them before accepting the goodies in return.

“Do you want to try one now or when we get back to our room?” Arthur questioned Avery.

[emilygracewinchester]

Very slowly, with the air of a person who has long had things denied her for whatever reason, Avery carefully reached for the box, looking to see if her father would open it. They smelled amazing, and oh she wanted to try one now. 

When he did finally respond, she grabbed the simple glazed - nothing else - and gobbled it. Her eyes went wide, mouth following into a smile.  “Doughnuts are amazing,” she grinned, mouth and fingers somewhat sticky. 

[mrarthurketch]

“I’m glad you enjoy them,” Arthur chuckled and took one of the similar ones and ate it.

[emilygracewinchester]

Getting a napkin, Avery smiled and nodded. “They’re awesome. Thanks, Dad,” she said as they walked. They looked in a few shops, but soon enough a news article caught the teenager’s eye. it appeared to be about three missing girls, all of them students at a school in a nearby town. 

[mrarthurketch]

“What have you got there?” Arthur asked before he spotted the newspaper as well.

“Wait here,” he told her before heading inside to buy one.

[emilygracewinchester]

Waiting, Avery let her dad go and buy the paper, trying look over the article. Three girls, all around the same age and going to the same local high school, had disappeared in the woods at the same time. “Somethin’ in those woods,” she muttered, “I’ll bet on it.” 

[mrarthurketch]

“It might be,” Arthur nodded and murmured, “but in your shape, you’re not going into the woods.”

[emilygracewinchester]

“Well we’ll have to figure out what we’re dealing with first,” she said, “looks like they could have botched some kind of spell and summoned a nasty Demon.” 

[mrarthurketch]

“Or something is in the woods that’s taking them. We should investigate nonetheless, ask around,” he told her.

[emilygracewinchester]

Nodding, Avery attempted to gobble another doughnut and made ready as much as possible to travel to the next place.  Once there, she turned on her Winchester charm, working a few of the elder townsfolk to hear their stories. There was a legend of a great monster in the woods that only appeared every so often, like clockwork. 

[mrarthurketch]

"Guess we'll have to look some into the lore of this town," Arthur told her after everything they've heard.

[emilygracewinchester]

“I don’t know,” Avery said softly. Doughnuts were not a thing she had ever remembered having, even in her time with her mother and living about Franco’s auto repair shop. Usually for breakfast, biscuit sandwiches were the order of the day. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Alright then,” Arthur nodded and looked at the vendor. “We’d like one of every kind. If you could box them up, that would be nice.”

[emilygracewinchester]

a little surprised sound left Avery as the clerk happily took one of every kind and placed them neatly into a box. She watched with wide eyes as those bits of round, sugary goodness were neatly packed into bags. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Thank you,” Arthur nodded and paid for them before accepting the goodies in return.

“Do you want to try one now or when we get back to our room?” Arthur questioned Avery.

[emilygracewinchester]

Very slowly, with the air of a person who has long had things denied her for whatever reason, Avery carefully reached for the box, looking to see if her father would open it. They smelled amazing, and oh she wanted to try one now. 

When he did finally respond, she grabbed the simple glazed - nothing else - and gobbled it. Her eyes went wide, mouth following into a smile.  “Doughnuts are amazing,” she grinned, mouth and fingers somewhat sticky. 

[mrarthurketch]

“I’m glad you enjoy them,” Arthur chuckled and took one of the similar ones and ate it.

[emilygracewinchester]

Getting a napkin, Avery smiled and nodded. “They’re awesome. Thanks, Dad,” she said as they walked. They looked in a few shops, but soon enough a news article caught the teenager’s eye. it appeared to be about three missing girls, all of them students at a school in a nearby town. 

[mrarthurketch]

“What have you got there?” Arthur asked before he spotted the newspaper as well.

“Wait here,” he told her before heading inside to buy one.

[emilygracewinchester]

Waiting, Avery let her dad go and buy the paper, trying look over the article. Three girls, all around the same age and going to the same local high school, had disappeared in the woods at the same time. “Somethin’ in those woods,” she muttered, “I’ll bet on it.” 

[mrarthurketch]

“It might be,” Arthur nodded and murmured, “but in your shape, you’re not going into the woods.”

[emilygracewinchester]

“Well we’ll have to figure out what we’re dealing with first,” she said, “looks like they could have botched some kind of spell and summoned a nasty Demon.” 

[mrarthurketch]

"Or something is in the woods that's taking them. We should investigate nonetheless, ask around," he told her.

[emilygracewinchester]

“I don’t know,” Avery said softly. Doughnuts were not a thing she had ever remembered having, even in her time with her mother and living about Franco’s auto repair shop. Usually for breakfast, biscuit sandwiches were the order of the day. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Alright then,” Arthur nodded and looked at the vendor. “We’d like one of every kind. If you could box them up, that would be nice.”

[emilygracewinchester]

a little surprised sound left Avery as the clerk happily took one of every kind and placed them neatly into a box. She watched with wide eyes as those bits of round, sugary goodness were neatly packed into bags. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Thank you,” Arthur nodded and paid for them before accepting the goodies in return.

“Do you want to try one now or when we get back to our room?” Arthur questioned Avery.

[emilygracewinchester]

Very slowly, with the air of a person who has long had things denied her for whatever reason, Avery carefully reached for the box, looking to see if her father would open it. They smelled amazing, and oh she wanted to try one now. 

When he did finally respond, she grabbed the simple glazed - nothing else - and gobbled it. Her eyes went wide, mouth following into a smile.  “Doughnuts are amazing,” she grinned, mouth and fingers somewhat sticky. 

[mrarthurketch]

“I’m glad you enjoy them,” Arthur chuckled and took one of the similar ones and ate it.

[emilygracewinchester]

Getting a napkin, Avery smiled and nodded. “They’re awesome. Thanks, Dad,” she said as they walked. They looked in a few shops, but soon enough a news article caught the teenager’s eye. it appeared to be about three missing girls, all of them students at a school in a nearby town. 

[mrarthurketch]

“What have you got there?” Arthur asked before he spotted the newspaper as well.

“Wait here,” he told her before heading inside to buy one.

[emilygracewinchester]

Waiting, Avery let her dad go and buy the paper, trying look over the article. Three girls, all around the same age and going to the same local high school, had disappeared in the woods at the same time. “Somethin’ in those woods,” she muttered, “I’ll bet on it.” 

[mrarthurketch]

"It might be," Arthur nodded and murmured, "but in your shape, you're not going into the woods."

[emilygracewinchester]

“I don’t know,” Avery said softly. Doughnuts were not a thing she had ever remembered having, even in her time with her mother and living about Franco’s auto repair shop. Usually for breakfast, biscuit sandwiches were the order of the day. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Alright then,” Arthur nodded and looked at the vendor. “We’d like one of every kind. If you could box them up, that would be nice.”

[emilygracewinchester]

a little surprised sound left Avery as the clerk happily took one of every kind and placed them neatly into a box. She watched with wide eyes as those bits of round, sugary goodness were neatly packed into bags. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Thank you,” Arthur nodded and paid for them before accepting the goodies in return.

“Do you want to try one now or when we get back to our room?” Arthur questioned Avery.

[emilygracewinchester]

Very slowly, with the air of a person who has long had things denied her for whatever reason, Avery carefully reached for the box, looking to see if her father would open it. They smelled amazing, and oh she wanted to try one now. 

When he did finally respond, she grabbed the simple glazed - nothing else - and gobbled it. Her eyes went wide, mouth following into a smile.  “Doughnuts are amazing,” she grinned, mouth and fingers somewhat sticky. 

[mrarthurketch]

“I’m glad you enjoy them,” Arthur chuckled and took one of the similar ones and ate it.

[emilygracewinchester]

Getting a napkin, Avery smiled and nodded. “They’re awesome. Thanks, Dad,” she said as they walked. They looked in a few shops, but soon enough a news article caught the teenager’s eye. it appeared to be about three missing girls, all of them students at a school in a nearby town. 

[mrarthurketch]

"What have you got there?" Arthur asked before he spotted the newspaper as well.

"Wait here," he told her before heading inside to buy one.

[emilygracewinchester]

“I don’t know,” Avery said softly. Doughnuts were not a thing she had ever remembered having, even in her time with her mother and living about Franco’s auto repair shop. Usually for breakfast, biscuit sandwiches were the order of the day. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Alright then,” Arthur nodded and looked at the vendor. “We’d like one of every kind. If you could box them up, that would be nice.”

[emilygracewinchester]

a little surprised sound left Avery as the clerk happily took one of every kind and placed them neatly into a box. She watched with wide eyes as those bits of round, sugary goodness were neatly packed into bags. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Thank you,” Arthur nodded and paid for them before accepting the goodies in return.

“Do you want to try one now or when we get back to our room?” Arthur questioned Avery.

[emilygracewinchester]

Very slowly, with the air of a person who has long had things denied her for whatever reason, Avery carefully reached for the box, looking to see if her father would open it. They smelled amazing, and oh she wanted to try one now. 

When he did finally respond, she grabbed the simple glazed - nothing else - and gobbled it. Her eyes went wide, mouth following into a smile.  “Doughnuts are amazing,” she grinned, mouth and fingers somewhat sticky. 

[mrarthurketch]

"I'm glad you enjoy them," Arthur chuckled and took one of the similar ones and ate it.

[emilygracewinchester]

“I don’t know,” Avery said softly. Doughnuts were not a thing she had ever remembered having, even in her time with her mother and living about Franco’s auto repair shop. Usually for breakfast, biscuit sandwiches were the order of the day. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Alright then,” Arthur nodded and looked at the vendor. “We’d like one of every kind. If you could box them up, that would be nice.”

[emilygracewinchester]

a little surprised sound left Avery as the clerk happily took one of every kind and placed them neatly into a box. She watched with wide eyes as those bits of round, sugary goodness were neatly packed into bags. 

[mrarthurketch]

"Thank you," Arthur nodded and paid for them before accepting the goodies in return.

"Do you want to try one now or when we get back to our room?" Arthur questioned Avery.

[emilygracewinchester]

“I don’t know,” Avery said softly. Doughnuts were not a thing she had ever remembered having, even in her time with her mother and living about Franco’s auto repair shop. Usually for breakfast, biscuit sandwiches were the order of the day. 

[mrarthurketch]

"Alright then," Arthur nodded and looked at the vendor. "We'd like one of every kind. If you could box them up, that would be nice."

[emilygracewinchester]

Avery honestly just shrugged a little. “I - kinda didn’t think beyond food,” she admitted softly, “but - whatever you wanna do is okay.” 

[mrarthurketch]

“It’s my time to make up to you for being gone. I’m not sure what one does with a teenager,” Arthur told her.

[emilygracewinchester]

Avery just smiled. “Well - a lot of the time teenagers and their dads go to amusement parks… the Mall… places like that. I mean, us? We’ve just been Hunting so far,” she chuckled.

[mrarthurketch]

“Well, I guess we aren’t the normal type of daughter and father,” he chuckled, “but I can take you to a mall if you’d like.”

[emilygracewinchester]

“I’d like that,” said Avery, “normally I stay away from Malls but - I wouldn’t mind doing a little looking around.” 

[mrarthurketch]

“Let’s get going then,” Arthur put away their tray and lead the way to a nearby mall .

[emilygracewinchester]

Just being able to look at all the color and life seemed to make Avery calm a bit. She stayed close to him, pointing out the different sites. 

[mrarthurketch]

Not once did she leave his eyes as he followed along, letting her lead the way as she desired.

[emilygracewinchester]

Avery smiled and looked about, taking in all the sights and sounds, following the smell of fried things to a doughnut stand. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Want something?” He smiled and asked her.

[emilygracewinchester]

Avery’s only response was sniffing the air, her eyes widening as the smell of fresh fried doughnuts made her swallow, as she was beginning to salivate from how good it smelled. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Alright, go ahead and choose,” Arthur smiled softly at her, nodding.

[emilygracewinchester]

Lifting her gaze, those large green eyes looking a bit surprised and a bit uncertain, Avery came over very close and whispered, “Which one should I choose?” There were chocolate glazed, regular glazed, and ones that were filled with cream and custard and jelly and topped with chocolate and sprinkles and caramel and - well, it was so hard for her to choose. 

[mrarthurketch]

"What are your favorites?" Arthur asked softly, looking at her.

[emilygracewinchester]

Avery honestly just shrugged a little. “I - kinda didn’t think beyond food,” she admitted softly, “but - whatever you wanna do is okay.” 

[mrarthurketch]

“It’s my time to make up to you for being gone. I’m not sure what one does with a teenager,” Arthur told her.

[emilygracewinchester]

Avery just smiled. “Well - a lot of the time teenagers and their dads go to amusement parks… the Mall… places like that. I mean, us? We’ve just been Hunting so far,” she chuckled.

[mrarthurketch]

“Well, I guess we aren’t the normal type of daughter and father,” he chuckled, “but I can take you to a mall if you’d like.”

[emilygracewinchester]

“I’d like that,” said Avery, “normally I stay away from Malls but - I wouldn’t mind doing a little looking around.” 

[mrarthurketch]

“Let’s get going then,” Arthur put away their tray and lead the way to a nearby mall .

[emilygracewinchester]

Just being able to look at all the color and life seemed to make Avery calm a bit. She stayed close to him, pointing out the different sites. 

[mrarthurketch]

Not once did she leave his eyes as he followed along, letting her lead the way as she desired.

[emilygracewinchester]

Avery smiled and looked about, taking in all the sights and sounds, following the smell of fried things to a doughnut stand. 

[mrarthurketch]

“Want something?” He smiled and asked her.

[emilygracewinchester]

Avery’s only response was sniffing the air, her eyes widening as the smell of fresh fried doughnuts made her swallow, as she was beginning to salivate from how good it smelled. 

[mrarthurketch]

"Alright, go ahead and choose," Arthur smiled softly at her, nodding.

[emilygracewinchester]

Avery honestly just shrugged a little. “I - kinda didn’t think beyond food,” she admitted softly, “but - whatever you wanna do is okay.” 

[mrarthurketch]

“It’s my time to make up to you for being gone. I’m not sure what one does with a teenager,” Arthur told her.

[emilygracewinchester]

Avery just smiled. “Well - a lot of the time teenagers and their dads go to amusement parks… the Mall… places like that. I mean, us? We’ve just been Hunting so far,” she chuckled.

[mrarthurketch]

“Well, I guess we aren’t the normal type of daughter and father,” he chuckled, “but I can take you to a mall if you’d like.”

[emilygracewinchester]

“I’d like that,” said Avery, “normally I stay away from Malls but - I wouldn’t mind doing a little looking around.” 

[mrarthurketch]

“Let’s get going then,” Arthur put away their tray and lead the way to a nearby mall .

[emilygracewinchester]

Just being able to look at all the color and life seemed to make Avery calm a bit. She stayed close to him, pointing out the different sites. 

[mrarthurketch]

Not once did she leave his eyes as he followed along, letting her lead the way as she desired.

[emilygracewinchester]

Avery smiled and looked about, taking in all the sights and sounds, following the smell of fried things to a doughnut stand. 

[mrarthurketch]

"Want something?" He smiled and asked her.