Raising Robin

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Summary

A single father raise his daughter Robin after his wife left him. But it hard raising a child that can just look at you and know all your information even the stuff no one knows not never the government.

Status
Ongoing
Chapters
1
Rating
n/a
Age Rating
16+

Chapter 1

I walked to the bathroom and seen my four year old daughter brushing her teeth in a Pikachu onesie and a cornflower blue bonnet on her head. "Good morning princess." I said while getting the hair supplies out. She turned towards me toothbrush still in her mouth. She spit out the toothpaste and rinsed out her mouth with mouthwash. She took off her bonnet and it look like her hair was pat down. I count to three in my head and as soon as I reached three her hair poof up. I grabbed the pink moisturizer and put it in her hair. I rubbed it into her scalp and parted the right side of her hair and braided it to the left side. I was half way to the other side of her head when I stopped and put rainbow rubber bands in her hair and let her curls fall to the left side. "OK dewdrop, go get dress while I'll make breakfast." I spoke while put everything up.


I ran to my room and put on dark blue ripped jeans, a black shirt, dark blue Jean vest, a white and red pokémon hat, and red and white Nike Air Forces. I walked to my closet and look over my pokémon stuffies. "Who should I bring with me today?" I asked before my eyes landed on Eevee. I smiled and picked her up. "I'll take you Isabela." I giggled as I put her in my backpack. I ran to the with a huge grin on my face. "Okay sweetpea, you have two options. The strawbarry muffin and I'll show you how deep the rabbit hole goes. Or bluebarry muffin and you can back to thinking this is all a dream. The choice is yours." Papa said in a creepy voice. I giggled and took the strawbarry muffin. He chuckled and kissed my forehead. He picked me uo and sat me at the table. He put a bowl of oatmeal with apple chunks and cinammon.