Uncle is so nice! Mommy said he and her had been friends since mommy was young, like me!

                    "Yuri, why are you here?" Mommy had the door open, but I couldn't see who was there. Yuri? Wasn't he in the kitchen talking to daddy about ice skating?

                   "I want to talk to Victor, not you, slut," I heard a mean voice sneer at my mommy. A slap rang through the living room, and I saw mommy get hit to the ground. 

                   "MOMMY!" I ran to her side, before stopping in front of the mean man, whose eyes were like blue ice freezing me into place. He had long, blonde hair, too.

                   "Tch, you look so much like Victor," he crouched down, grabbing a fistful of my hair, making me look him in the eye.

                  "OWIE! LET ME GO!" I cried and he yanked on my hair. 

                   "Yuri! Let my daughter go!" I heard mommy. 

                    "(Y/n)? (G/n)?!" I heard daddy and saw him and uncle Yuri run out. 

                    "Yuri?!" I heard uncle's shocked voice. "What are you doing to (G/n)?!"

                  "Oh...so that's your name," I heard the man sneer. I cried. "Please let me go!"

                 "Why are you hurting her?" Victor pushed the man away from me, making the man release my pigtail.

                  "Daddy! The man hurt mommy!" I went to mommy and daddy, mommy picking me up and protectively cradled me in her arms.

                 "Why are you here?" Uncle Yuri adjusted his glasses. 

                  "To get Victor back, of course," the man shrugged. 

                    "That doesn't give you a reason to her his daughter," Yuri shot back. It's rare for Uncle to get mad, which made me scared. 

                    "How about we go play barbies while daddy, Uncle Yuri and Yuri talk," mommy suggested. I hesitantly nodded, and we went upstairs to my bedroom. 

                      It had baby blue chalk paint so I could draw on my walls. Mommy said I was a good cleaner because my room was always spotless. Tacked on my wall were pictures of mommy and daddy skating. I want to be just like them!

                   "Mommy... can you and daddy teach me to skate?" I spun around my room. 

                   She seemed shocked... then she smiled!

                   "Of course, (G/n)!" Mommy's smile is so pretty. She has shiny (e/c) eyes, and today her (h/l) (h/c) hair was in a braid. I has silver hair like daddy's! People tell me its so pretty, and that makes me happy! My eyes are also like daddy's. People tell me my eyes shine like the ocean!

                  "Do you think I'll as good as you and daddy?" I sang, braiding my barbie's hair. 

                  "Of course! You'll be even better, since daddy is becoming an old man," she teased. 

                 I giggled and jumped up, spinning around and singing, "daddy is an old man! Daddy is an old man!" Over and over again.

                 "Who's an old man?" Two strong arms picked me up, tickling me. "I'm not an old man!"

                "Yes you are!" I laughed and laughed as daddy tickled me.

                  "Should we go take a walk and play at the park with Uncle Yuri?" Mommy hugged me while I was in daddy's arms, making him also hug me. 

                   "YAY! LET's GO WALK!" I squealed. 

                 I squirmed out of daddy's arms and ran downstairs, leaving my parents behind, which were whispering things to each other, my dad looking slightly angered for some reason and mommy looked kinda scared.

                  Humming, I skipped up to Uncle Yuri. "Can we go on a walk?" 

                   "Uhhh... sure. Let's wait for your parents first," he picked me up and put me on his shoulders. 

                  "Uncle Yuri... don't you skate too?" I asked, wondering how it feels to skate.

                  "Yup, and did you know I met your mommy and daddy skating? Your mommy met daddy when your dad became my coach," Yuri grabbed his wallet.

                   "Daddy was your coach? Can he be my coach too?" I asked excitedly. 

                   "Mmmmm... maybe," Yuri chuckled just as my parents walked down the stairs. 

                   "Daddy! Can you be my coach too?" I asked when they got closer.

                    "She wants to skate?" Daddy looked at mommy in shock. 

                     "Yes, dear. She wants to be like you," mommy smiled.

                     "I WANNA SKATE!" I giggled. Mommy and daddy smiled at me, and daddy took me off of Yuri's shoulders and put me on his back.

                      "Well let's go get you some skates!" Daddy chuckled, and we all left the house, mommy making sure she locked the door before we went to town.