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“Daddy!! Look at us! Don’t we look beeeaautiful?” “Look! Look what we did.”
Those were the words that caught his attention enough to pull his attention from the bass guitar in his hands. Those were the words that left his mouth hanging open, eyes wide, and the bass immediately being set to the side. He sat there staring as his two little girls were currently twirling around holding eachother’s hands with Tomo’s make up..honestly not so badly..all over their face.
“Ramone toooo!!” He looked over to the cat walking in the room. Sure enough.
The only thing being, he was rather sure..
“Ah yeah, look at that. That you do. What do you know, it’s not that hard to make happen though..Mm, hang on let me go grab something.”
In an almost nervous manner he got up and disappeared to his and Tomo’s bedroom. And yep..the confirmation there. It was her more expensive makeup. She only pulled it out for special occasions. How they got into it, he wasn’t sure but perhaps he should have taken notice to the quiet apartment rather than being so engrosses in his bass. But he had been so busy lately and hadn’t had much time to sit down and play around on it. And oh god Tomochika was gonna have a fit. Especially as it was his not paying attention’s fault.
He poked at the open cases and noticed where the eyeshadow brushes had been shoved and scraped around on it hard. Powder colors all over the vanity dresser. Glitter..lipstick smudged where apparently one of them wiped it off their fingers. A small heart even drawn with eye liner. Spilled nail polish. The general mess spread out all over the vicinity where they were digging. “Ehhhh….fu-..”
“Daddy! What are you getting? Your phone right? Can we show Momma? Take our picture! Alright?” Their tiny giggles filling the room. They really were proud of this whole scene and their work. Their behavior was so familiar sometimes it was crazy.
Tomochika was currently at work. His initial thoughts being he had time to try to fix this. That was until he got that question asked. “A picture?” Really, he was sure Tomo wouldn’t have as much of a problem with it except it was this particular make up, he wasn’t paying attention, oh boy..”Actually, yeah. Let’s show her. But first..” Because you bet he suddenly had an idea to try to save his ass. And luckily for his make up loving little girls who seemed to follow in their mom’s footsteps with that, he didn’t have a problem with make up. He sat down where they would be able to reach his face, waved his hand over the make up, then over his face.
“Well..Make me pretty.” Had this been years ago, would those words have ever left his mouth? Never. Not seriously anyways. But he had long gotten used to being surrounded by the girls of this house. And yes it was that. They practically ran it..all three of them. And he really didn’t mind one bit. He watched as their little faces lit up and they wasted not time in being right over at him and doing what he said. Not to mention, this wouldn’t be the first time this happened. Them just doing it while he was home with them or Tomochika using him as a dummy to show them how to use make up.
And when they were finished he put on the grumpiest face he could muster up and lined the girls up infront of him. Picture taken successfully..and sent.
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[text:]Alright but they insisted they had to use the best on the best. Got my nails done even. You’re next for the record. Love you, see you soon. They said goodnight because they’re going to sleep.
That was his next thing in line in order to give himself enough time to try to make this not look so bad and get everything cleaned up. Getting little beauty queens cleaned up and to sleep. Hopefully if all went as planned, this would work in his favor and they would forget details by tomorrow. Oh but he knew better. Well he had some time bought at least.
