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Anthony didn’t like the idea of his kids dating. There were too many things that could go wrong with it that he didn’t even want to think about. But he’d only ever anticipated for the twins to be interesting in girls and Melonie in boys. He’d never thought it’d be reversed. So when the three of them had asked to have “friends” over, he’d agreed.

Melonie had promised not to tell Anthony about the twins’ boyfriend since they’d agreed not to tell about Alex. The three of them were waiting for their respective partners, Melonie glancing at her Dad when someone knocked on the door.

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@pavulon-syringe

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Now this was unusual. With how protective her Dad was, Melonie didn’t think she’d lose him. He’d just been on his phone with a costumer, walking down the aisle without looking back. Melonie had been distracted by a new brand while he continued walking. When she’d turned around, he was gone.

The nine year old looked around, hands in her sweater pocket. She wandered around the store, not feeling particularly rushed to find him. He was still in the store. He wouldn’t leave her anywhere. Though she was getting kind of scared. She’d never been left alone somewhere this long before.

“Dad!” she called, practically twirling on the spot as she looked. She continued walking, not noticing she was going to walk into someone. “Da-Oh, sorry.” She looked up at the person she’d run into with a sheepish smile.

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Melonie was, without a doubt, as big a troublemaker as her Dad had been in high school. Of course, in very different ways. She wasn’t rebellious against authority or disruptive. She was a very good student. She just happened to pick fights and they would occasionally take place in the middle of class.

Which was how she found herself in the situation of waiting in her teacher’s classroom for her Dad to show up. The boy she’d fought had been sent to the nurse since his injuries had been more severe than hers. Her Dad had taught her how to avoid hits and where to inflict the most damage. The worse injury she had was a few bruised knuckles.

She looked up as the door opened and her Dad walked in, dark oil coating his hands and shirt since he’d come straight from work. He didn’t look angry, more resigned. This was wasn’t the first time Melonie had done something like this and it probably wouldn’t be the last.

“Before we start, I want to say how sorry I am about all of this,” he said sincerely.

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