Proxy wants to talk to the little one.
"I do not."
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Proxy wants to talk to the little one.
"I do not."
Ushio nodded eagerly, grinning up at him. "Daddy should play too!" She insisted, tugging on his shirt.
He ran a hand through his hair; pondering for a few seconds. “Daddy hasn’t played baseball in years. I wonder if I can still hit one of Akio’s pitches…” He muttered. Feeling the tug at his shirt, Tomoya reached down to ruffle Ushio’s hair. “Alright then. I’ll play with you.”
Ushio nodded with excitement. "Yay! Baseball with Akki!" She giggled softly at the idea. Baseball was her favorite game to play, so she was really looking forward to it.
What is the old man teaching her… He chuckled softly at Ushio’s excitement. “You really like do baseball, huh? I bet you’re really good at it.” Tomoya said with a grin. “Daddy used to play baseball with Akki, and with Mommy too. It was really fun.”
ushio-dango started following you
The Doctor exited the TARDIS in a small town. Hikarizaka, was it? Well, it was close, anyways.
She found herself at a bakery, and smiled. Food was good, especially for a recently regenerated Timelord.
"Hello? Is anyone there?"
"Yeah!" Ushio exclaimed after he suggested putting it next to the picture of her Mommy. "Then we'll be a Big Dango Family!" The young girl giggled and smiled up at her Daddy.
Tomoya chuckled softly and nodded his head. “That’s right.” She is just like her mother. He thought to himself with a soft smile on his face. “Oh, that’s right. Akki called earlier and asked if you wanted to play baseball with him and the other kids. What do you think?”
Ushio gave a cute giggle and slid her backpack off her shoulders, unzipping it and reaching inside. She pulled out her little pad of paper and held it up for her Daddy to see. "It's me and Daddy!" She said pointing to the small figure that represented her and the tall figure that represented Tomoya.
Tomoya couldn’t help but feel moved by his daughter’s drawing. He grabbed the pad of paper and puled Ushio into a warm hug. “It’s beautiful, Ushio. Your drawing is getting better every day.” He smiled softly and stroked the back of her head; and then slowly pulled away. “I can frame this and put it right next to Mommy’s picture, what do you think?”
"Daddy!" Ushio grinned widely and ran up to the tall male, hugging his legs in excitement. "Guess what I drew at school today!"
Tomoya looked at his daughter with an adoring smile, patting her head when she hugged his legs. “Daddy has no idea. What did you draw, Ushio?”
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