Myshuno #1
Title: Never again!
Prompt: Furniture Shopping/Tangerine
Word Count: 234
Notes: This is a short piece that even if it was canon would be behind the scenes and in the future. It's just a little piece of fluff between a father and his daughter. Also, to make the ending a little clearer, Stephan's life color is orange.
"Dad, I am never going furniture shopping with you again!" Anna huffed as she crawled into the pick-up truck next to her father.
Stephan glanced over at his daughter perplexed. "What? I thought we did well!"
"Okay, first of all, we were supposed to be looking for stuff for my new apartment, not remodeling your study. Secondly, while I do love shopping, we have been to every furniture store in a 25 mile radius since nine am, that was THIS MORNING."
"I took you to lunch."
"Dad, it's eight o'clock at night! Thank the Father, you found it."
"And I'm going to take you to your favorite restaurant for dinner," he said, trying to placate her. "I still don't see what you're complaining about, though. We ordered you a dinette set, a bed, although what you need with a double bed is beyond me.
Anna's eyebrows raised up to meet her hairline.
"We found you the sofa you wanted, and it's on back order. It seems to me, we've got you well on your way, so what's the problem?"
"Dad we had all that done by noon. We've been running around the rest of the day looking for that loveseat *you* wanted. Eight hours searching countless furniture stores and warehouses for one loveseat. A loveseat that every single store had, but none of them were 'right' for you."
"No, I needed it in Tangerine!"
Prompt: Furniture Shopping/Tangerine
Word Count: 234
Notes: This is a short piece that even if it was canon would be behind the scenes and in the future. It's just a little piece of fluff between a father and his daughter. Also, to make the ending a little clearer, Stephan's life color is orange.
"Dad, I am never going furniture shopping with you again!" Anna huffed as she crawled into the pick-up truck next to her father.
Stephan glanced over at his daughter perplexed. "What? I thought we did well!"
"Okay, first of all, we were supposed to be looking for stuff for my new apartment, not remodeling your study. Secondly, while I do love shopping, we have been to every furniture store in a 25 mile radius since nine am, that was THIS MORNING."
"I took you to lunch."
"Dad, it's eight o'clock at night! Thank the Father, you found it."
"And I'm going to take you to your favorite restaurant for dinner," he said, trying to placate her. "I still don't see what you're complaining about, though. We ordered you a dinette set, a bed, although what you need with a double bed is beyond me.
Anna's eyebrows raised up to meet her hairline.
"We found you the sofa you wanted, and it's on back order. It seems to me, we've got you well on your way, so what's the problem?"
"Dad we had all that done by noon. We've been running around the rest of the day looking for that loveseat *you* wanted. Eight hours searching countless furniture stores and warehouses for one loveseat. A loveseat that every single store had, but none of them were 'right' for you."
"No, I needed it in Tangerine!"