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Once a Feeling of Perfection-The Small Girl

The wind blew, rustling the leaves taking their residence on the trees' branches. A soft piece of dandelion flew through the air, lifting as the wind speed increased, then moved back down. A soft, chubby hand reached up, attempting to grasp at the small piece. Little bare feet hit the grass, eyes looking down as the little chubby hand opened to reveal nothing. The small girl pouted, staring at her hand before her as she felt her eyes grow wet as tears pricked into the corners of her eyes.

The small piece of dandelion flew upwards, not once gazing down at the small girl below it.

Another gust of wind broke through, moving her hair from its place behind her ear. She moved her small hand back, capturing her unruly locks of hair to push them all back to their rightful place. The girl looked up, seeing nothing but blue sky and clouds before her. She blinked softly, her long lashes following the course of her eye lids.

"There you are, I've been calling for you," she jumped, turning her head, her eyes glittering and her mouth turning upwards into a bright smile, "I was beginning to wonder where you went off to."

"Daddy!" she spun completely around, her arms opened wide as she ran to her father. She smiled brightly, giggled as she saw her father kneel down before her, his arm opening wide to capture her in his arms.

The small girl picked up the pace, launching herself into the arms of her father. He picked her up in his arms, twirled her around as another cool breeze of wind blew through. She squealed in delight, her hands reaching up in the air as her father continued to twirl her around in his strong arms.

"Faster daddy! Faster!"

He laughed, mouth opening with a true smile. His eyes squeezed shut, his features showing definite signs of true happiness, "Daddy's getting a little dizzy, sweetheart," he slowed the pace, placing a hand on her back to keep her steady as he gently lowered his precious daughter to the ground, "You're my favourite daughter in the whole entire world."

She smiled, fingers curling around the hem of her summer dress, "But daddy, I'm your only daughter," she pointed out, "And you're my only daddy!" she moved towards him again, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck. He laughed, patting her back softly.

He held her close to him, letting the dizzy feeling diminish after a few moments. She pulled away from him, her eyes blinking as she reached up and rubbed her eye with her fist.

"Daddy?"

"Mhm?"

"Will you always be there for me?"

He cupped her face in his hands, thumbs sliding over the apple of her cheeks, "I will always be there for me when you need me."

"Promise?"

He nodded, "I promise."

Then he leaned forward, pressing a soft kiss on her forehead. He moved back, smoothing her hair down as he prepared himself to stand. The small girl extended her hand out to him. He gladly took it, swinging it playfully. She joined in, giggling as she did so.

Life seemed perfect, and the little piece of dandelion was a witness to this perfect moment in time.

~.~

This story is hopefully to be a 3-shot...Well this chapter is kind of a mini prologue for the next two. It's kind of my usual-angsty. I've been quite a bit busy with personal life and Summer Secret Santa over on the Jello Forever Boards. Yes, writing is indeed not as easy as one might think ;)

I would love to hear everyone's thoughts. Please?