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WHO: Veronica and Keith Mars
WHERE: Keith's room
WHAT: Father/daughter bonding
WARNINGS: Um... no.
Veronica honestly loved her father. Wouldn't trade him for any other father in the world and it had torn her up inside when there was doubt that Keith Mars had actually played a part in her birth. And it wasn't like she wasn't excited to see him or relieved that he was here because now she knew for sure that there was always going to be someone on her side and she was going to need someone on her side. A lot, knowing her and her tendency to ruffle feathers.
It was just going to be difficult to do half of the things she wanted to now that her dad was around. Hiding things from him in Neptune was easy. He didn't have the tracking device in her phone turned on all the time. But here? Word was bound to spread.
It probably wouldn't stop her but disappointing her dad did make her pause for a moment. Sometimes. If she felt like it.
The petite blonde practically ran down to her dad's room, trying the door and letting out an annoyed little huff when she found it was locked. "Don't make me pick your lock as the first thing I do to you here," Veronica called through the door.
WHERE: Keith's room
WHAT: Father/daughter bonding
WARNINGS: Um... no.
Veronica honestly loved her father. Wouldn't trade him for any other father in the world and it had torn her up inside when there was doubt that Keith Mars had actually played a part in her birth. And it wasn't like she wasn't excited to see him or relieved that he was here because now she knew for sure that there was always going to be someone on her side and she was going to need someone on her side. A lot, knowing her and her tendency to ruffle feathers.
It was just going to be difficult to do half of the things she wanted to now that her dad was around. Hiding things from him in Neptune was easy. He didn't have the tracking device in her phone turned on all the time. But here? Word was bound to spread.
It probably wouldn't stop her but disappointing her dad did make her pause for a moment. Sometimes. If she felt like it.
The petite blonde practically ran down to her dad's room, trying the door and letting out an annoyed little huff when she found it was locked. "Don't make me pick your lock as the first thing I do to you here," Veronica called through the door.