-Down to a Science-
(Pyrell / Tula)
"Aawwwww, Pyrell."
Falspar awed and pinched the others' cheek in a playful manner. A rather large blush formed across the Leos face from the contact, and he just sat in embarrassment as Falspar continued to coo at him.
"You're such a good father." The Puff complimented and hugged his other half. "Always wanting to learn more for the sake of our precious daughter. Oh, I'm sure Tula will absolutely love it! I'll go ahead and finish up breakfast while you get her ready, then."
"Thanks. I'll...try my best." The Leo gave a weary, but determined nod and headed to her room. His nervous features soon melted when he saw her happily bouncing on the bed with one of her favorite stuffed animals. When she spotted him, she happily smiled and jumped off to give him a hug. "Good morning, Daddy!" She greeted and nuzzled his side.
"Good morning, little Plum." He smiled and brushed her rather large bangs away so he could see her. "Ready for breakfast?"
"Hm!" She nodded, ready to call out to Falspar to help her get ready. Before she had the chance, however, Pyrell quickly butted it.
'He's still cooking up our pancakes, so would you like me to do your hair today?" He nervously spoke since he wasn't sure how she'd take it. Of course, Falspar was right and Tula gasped in excitement when she heard that.
"Yay!!!! Daddy's gonna do my hair!!" She ran to the bathroom and came back with several brushes and rubber bands. Handing them off to the Leo, she hopped on one of her dressers, and looked at her father's refelction in the mirror in front of her. "Okay, Daddy, I ready!!!" She smiled.
"O-oh, okay." He picked up a brush in one hand, and a comb in another. Glancing down at Tula, Pyrell proceeded to gently brush her hair with the star shaped brush. "R-remember, pumpkin, if I accidentally hurt you, or pull on your hair too hard, please tell me."
"Don't worry, Daddy! You're not hurting me." She reassured and handed him the rubber bands. "Remember to make it really poofy like how dad does it!!"
"I'll try my best, little plum." He held them in his mouth and began brushing her hair back before taking a section of her hair to make the sprout. Using the small pink comb, he brush back any remaining strands before grabbing one of the rubber bands.
"Sweet Nova, how does Falspar do this?" He though to himself as he was struggling getting all her hair through the band. Eventually, Pyrell was able to form the poofy tuft of hair, but.....
"Ah, geeze...." Pyrell mumbled when he looked at the mirror and noticed how poorly done it was. Most of the sprout was leaning to one side, and several loose strands were covering her face.
Falspar awed and pinched the others' cheek in a playful manner. A rather large blush formed across the Leos face from the contact, and he just sat in embarrassment as Falspar continued to coo at him.
"You're such a good father." The Puff complimented and hugged his other half. "Always wanting to learn more for the sake of our precious daughter. Oh, I'm sure Tula will absolutely love it! I'll go ahead and finish up breakfast while you get her ready, then."
"Thanks. I'll...try my best." The Leo gave a weary, but determined nod and headed to her room. His nervous features soon melted when he saw her happily bouncing on the bed with one of her favorite stuffed animals. When she spotted him, she happily smiled and jumped off to give him a hug. "Good morning, Daddy!" She greeted and nuzzled his side.
"Good morning, little Plum." He smiled and brushed her rather large bangs away so he could see her. "Ready for breakfast?"
"Hm!" She nodded, ready to call out to Falspar to help her get ready. Before she had the chance, however, Pyrell quickly butted it.
'He's still cooking up our pancakes, so would you like me to do your hair today?" He nervously spoke since he wasn't sure how she'd take it. Of course, Falspar was right and Tula gasped in excitement when she heard that.
"Yay!!!! Daddy's gonna do my hair!!" She ran to the bathroom and came back with several brushes and rubber bands. Handing them off to the Leo, she hopped on one of her dressers, and looked at her father's refelction in the mirror in front of her. "Okay, Daddy, I ready!!!" She smiled.
"O-oh, okay." He picked up a brush in one hand, and a comb in another. Glancing down at Tula, Pyrell proceeded to gently brush her hair with the star shaped brush. "R-remember, pumpkin, if I accidentally hurt you, or pull on your hair too hard, please tell me."
"Don't worry, Daddy! You're not hurting me." She reassured and handed him the rubber bands. "Remember to make it really poofy like how dad does it!!"
"I'll try my best, little plum." He held them in his mouth and began brushing her hair back before taking a section of her hair to make the sprout. Using the small pink comb, he brush back any remaining strands before grabbing one of the rubber bands.
"Sweet Nova, how does Falspar do this?" He though to himself as he was struggling getting all her hair through the band. Eventually, Pyrell was able to form the poofy tuft of hair, but.....
"Ah, geeze...." Pyrell mumbled when he looked at the mirror and noticed how poorly done it was. Most of the sprout was leaning to one side, and several loose strands were covering her face.
-End-
Artist Comment:
Date: N/A
Unfinished drabble to this illustration here!
Date: N/A
Unfinished drabble to this illustration here!
Species © Nintendo/ HAL Laboratory
Interpreted characters created from said species © Rhylem
Interpreted characters created from said species © Rhylem
