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oldanchor:

“Yay!! I love huntin’ with ya’, dad! I can get my anchor ready!”

Thankfully, she didn’t need to change. She was wearing her nice outfit Tatsumiya made for her! She was about to go out anyways to her boat, but got distracted by her dad’s..shenanigans. Wadanohara pulled up her anchor with a flick of her wrist and a gleam of her magic, moving it closer to get a nice look. Died blood from other times she wracked someone with it riddled the weapon like it was rust. She didn’t care to clean it off. Looked cool in her eyes!

Wada waited along for him to finish up, feeling around the sharp edges. This was a gift Meikai left behind for daughter. Do you think he knew she was going to be so violent with it? Well, with Old around to raise her, that must be why he gave her a giant anchor to play with. I guess they’re right to call him ‘all-knowing’.

“A’right, grab a drink’r somethin too, it’ll take a while to get out there.”

He shut the bedroom door and started rifling through piles of clothes on the ground. He didn’t share the room anymore, yet it was still so messy and cluttered. Maybe he should have just suggested they go to some fast food place, it would be easier. But maybe he did need to get out further, so hunting was a good decision. Ryota eventually found the leggings he’d been looking for, weren’t they smaller last time he wore them? Or were these different? Whatever. He slipped them on along with his boots, then tucked his phone in his jacket pocket and headed back downstairs.

“..Ya ready..?”

He caught her admiring her anchor, her prized posession, the one thing he tried not to pay much attention to - any further thought, he’d be gone.

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oldanchor:

She may or may not have swiped up some of that food. Of course, she’s not going to tell him that. Still hungry, though… Wadanohara played with the end of her coat in thought, rocking back and forth in thought. Should she keep eating? Hell, of course she should. She’s just like her shark dad! Ready to eat anytime, all the time. The little witch nodded with a big grin.

“Well, yeah! Of course! Could ya’ catch a seal again..?”

She loves watching him catch stuff. She sometimes helps too!

Of course. It was leftovers from Applebees, too. Sigh.

“A seal? Hn... well, I still got some out in the freezer... but we could prob’ly get a fresh one.”

He appreciates the help sometimes, but he’s afraid of being too snappy while he’s in that mindset.

“Lemme get ready, then..”

As he’s nowhere near dressed at all for hunting, he had to drag himself back upstairs. Standard hunting clothes included a warm sweater, easy to move in leggings and his huge black work boots. The area he usually went to was farther out, an inconvenience on this day, but maybe catching and ripping into a seal might help.

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oldanchor:

“HA!! Gotcha!!”

She didn’t care that he pretty much dropped her, she just landed on her feet and laughed with a big, snarky grin. Wadanohara just knows how much he hates spit. It’s her only way to get her way. The little witch was too busy laughing at the larger shark’s misfortune to notice him about to…

“Ewwww! Ugh, dad! That’s gross!”

Says you! Her grin faded into a shocked and grossed out look as she wiped off the spit, but it didn’t stay gone for long as she chuckled to herself.

“You’re one ta’ fuckin’ talk, kid! Heh...”

He folds his arms and playfully smiles down at her, tail gently swishing. Today might just end up being alright after all. Per usual, he hadn’t slept for more than an hour and the food he’d been looking forward to had been swiped from the fridge before he could touch it. Minor things, but everything minor was always blown up to him. Whatever, though.

“..Anyway..were you wantin’ ta’ eat or somethin’? Is that why you were hangin’ around?”

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oldanchor:

“I don’t got yer sharp teeth, dad…”

Chomp chomp. She’s still putting up a fight, but it’s just not working. After a bit her bites get lazier and lazier. Then, she’s just not even biting down. Wadanohara keeps a hold of her dad with her mouth. And starts slobbering on him. Her backup plan…

SCREAMS AND DROPS HER OH GOD THAT’S SPIT ALL OVER HIM FUCKING GROSS AND BAD!! Oh, she fucking knew how much he hated being slobbered on. Blood? Perfectly fine. Anything else and you’ll have him screaming and fighting the urge to get sick.

“Jesus fuckin’ Christ!! Ugh!”

He can’t wipe it off on his jacket, ew. Where else, though? Nah, he knows. He narrows his eyes and wipes it off on her head, starting to laugh again..

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oldanchor:

Lets out a startled yelp!!

“H-Hey!! Let go’a me!! Daaaaddd!”

She wiggled around in his grip, no not avail at all. Wada already starts chewing on his arm. The lack of her sharp teeth just makes it look pitiful.

“I ain’t full’a shit! You are! Yer full’a butt!”

He just picks her up, laughing loudly at her little bites. What an itty bitty little cutie pie! He ought to teach her how to actually bite...as well as those teeth of hers could, anyway.

“Noooooope! Not happenin’! You call that bitin’, though? Ha!”

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