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“And you must dress like a princess too.” The 6-year-old ordered her father.
“Well I’m sorry, your royal highness,” Dick Grayson did an over dramatic bow, much like he would to the girl’s mother when she was unable to do a task herself, “but I do not own any ‘princess’ like clothing.” the young girl huffed and thought for a moment.
“What about Mommy’s dresses?” she finally spoke. Dick’s lips smacked against each other. Mar’i returned to the room having picked a dress suitable for Dick.
“Put it on!” she shoved the dress pressing it against his stomach being the tallest part on Dick she could reach. “I need to get the cake ready.” Mar’i picked up the skirt of her dress going over the child-sized kitchen playset she had gotten from her Auntie Donna. Dick took off his shirt trying to minimise any possible damage he could cause to the dress. He unzipped the back remembering that Kory had worn this dress the last time Rachel and Gar were baby-sitting. The dress was a lovely pink colour, wasn't exactly Dick ‘lives-in-black’ Grayson’s colour but lovely nonetheless. He slipped it over his head feeling how small it was on him even with the zip completely undone.
A gasp came from the side of the room Mar’i was on.
“Daddy! You look beautiful!” Mar’i picked up her skirt again, running to grab her father’s hand, “I need to make you more beautiful.” she spoke in a sing-song tone. Dick sat in the uncomfortably small sized chair, his eyes closed as his child put whatever was in kid’s makeup onto his eyelids. He heard the sound of Mar’i putting something down then picking up another object. Dick felt something cool on his lips, he worried if Mar’i had taken something from the adult’s shared bathroom, where Kory kept her makeup.
“Tada!” Dick opened his eyes looking into the small mirror Mar’i held up, purple eyeshadow much like the purple dress his daughter was wearing and pink lipstick he did recognize to be her mothers.
“You are…” Mar’i thought pointing a finger at Dick, “Princess Giggle-Butt!” Dick looked at her with a smile of slight disbelief, “and I am Princess Nightfire!” she exclaimed proudly.
Dick sat with his knees to the side of him sipping his imaginary tea,
“Pinky up!” the girl scolded before giggling to herself. From the corner of Dick’s eye he could hear his wife, Kory, recording from just behind the door frame, a giggle escaping every now and then. He rolled his eyes, “You're just jealous I look this hot.” Dick did an imaginary hair flip.
“You do, I think you should keep this look, Gar and Rachel would very much approve.” Kory gave Dick a thumbs up.
“Mommy!” Mar’i got up from her chair running to her mother, she hugged the top of her legs jumping while she spoke, “Mommy, Mommy, you should come play too! You can be Princess Starfire!”
“Why did I have to be Princess Giggle-Butt then?” Dick asked, not expecting an answer.
“Shoosh Princess Giggle-Butt, we have a guest.”