you and I'll be safe and sound

[willrememberthat]

Who: Lee and Clem
What: FATHER'S DAY
When: Sunday
Where: Cuteness HQ

After some input from people over the journals, Clem made herself busy. She was pretty set on getting Lee something or at the very least doing something for him even before making her entry, but the reassurance that it wasn't weird was nice. She owed Lee a lot, and if she could do something to make him happy, she'd do it.

So, bright and early on Sunday, she sneaks in to wake him up, climbing onto his bed and carefully shaking his arm. She doesn't want to scare him or make him think there's some sort of emergency, of course.

"Lee!" She whispers.

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"That's a secret," she says, though after a moment she relents.

"... a day. All day." Which explains the little yawn and the stretching of her arms. Drawing took a lot out of you when you had a deadline. Lee's close enough, so she leans some of her weight against him.

"Better than an axe, right?"

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"Way better than an axe."

And then, impulsively, Lee will lean down and swing her up into his arms. Is nine too old to be picked up? Probably. He doesn't care. He's just going to take her back to the bed, tossing her playfully onto the blankets.

"How about I go downstairs and get us some breakfast?"

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She might be a little too old to be picked up, but her laughter clearly reveals she doesn't mind at all. Clem rolls into the spot he was in before, the blankets still warm, and clutches a pillow. It smells like Lee, just like her dad's pillow would smell like him.

"Can we have pancakes and chocolate milk?"

[rightchoices]

She rolls and he laughs, ducking his head as he shakes it and chuckles softly.

"I'll go get on that right now. You stay put, alright?"

[willrememberthat]

"I will."

To prove her point, she wiggles under the blankets and pulls them up to her chin. It's not even close to chilly in Paradisa, but the warmth is comfortable, and the blankets are soft.

[rightchoices]

Lee just sort of smiles at her before he can help it, shaking his head and laughing under his breath to himself. This was it - this was the reason why he had to find a way to keep them all here. So he just pats the blankets around her, sort of tucking her in, and heads off to the kitchen to make them breakfast.

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And, of course, not two minutes after Lee heads out, Clem is fast asleep.