|Characters |

Sage
Age: 7
Personality: Innocent and happy, Sage loves to steal cookies when her father isn't looking.
Description: a smile is always on her face, curly little locks are brushed behind her ears
Going down to her shoulders

Crimson Fester
Age: 42
Personality: a highly manipulative man that takes no sh*t from nobody, he has one soft spot
For his daughter Sage.

Aries Hunter
Age: 31
Personality: selfless and passionate, he will save the world.

| once upon a time |

A little girl peeked through a big white door, dazzling gold birds decorated it. The little girls
Eyes were brimming with mischief as she looked out into the large kitchen. The spotless floors were like mirrors as if a whole other kitchen was under her.

She slowly placed her foot in front of her looking left and right. No one was in the room with her, her eyes brightened. She hopped up and down, little giggles escaped her mouth. She began to skip across the kitchen, passing a refrigerator filled with picture of her and her father.

She looked up to see that her target was on the top shelf, she frowned. Mrs. Maid lady did this! She betrayed me! The raccoon socked girl paced around the kitchen. How was she going to get those cookies? Her head tilted as she placed her hand on her chin.

She gasped as she found out the perfect plan. She grabbed a stool next to the kitchen counted and dragged it across the room. The legs of the stool were colliding with the shining floor, making a awful screeching sound, but Sage did not care. She needed those cookies.

"What is this little rascal planning today?" A smooth law voice came from behind her, a chill went down her back. She quickly turned around to find her dads cold amber eyes gazing down at her. "Dad!" She giggled as she hopped into his arms.

He chuckled as he picked her up for their eyes could meet. 

"Can we make a fort today, and watch a movie, and eat cookies?"
"Ooo! I have the perfect blanket for the ro-"
"Ok, ok, little rascal. Slow down, we can do all of those things,"

She giggled and hopped off of him, grabbing his wrist and dragging him to her room.

| time skip |

Sage snuggled into the fort she and her father had made earlier,
"Where's my little rascal?" His voice slithered throughout the room, Sage could see the smirk on his face. She giggled a little bit.

"Is she~ here!" He looked under a pillow where she obviously couldn't fit. A childish laugh escaped her mouth, she quickly covered her mouth with her hands. "Oh?" the tuxedo man began to slowly walk closer to the fort. It's large pink blanket roof now suddenly feeling small.

"Is my little rascal... here!" He ducked down and Lighthearted laughs began to fill the room. Crimson was about to crawl into the fort until everything fell apart. "Daaaad, look what you diiiid!"

| time skip |

"I love you-"
The father threw his daughter into the air
"I do!"
He caught her in his arms as they looked into each other's eyes.

"Ok, I think that's enough for today, my arms hurt." He chuckled as he was about to put her down.
"No! Please a little more!" Sage clanged to her fathers suit.
"Ok, a little more,"

| timeskip |

Crimson was watching the news, thinking that Sage was asleep in her new fort they had just remade.
"People all over Queensvill have been acting maniac like, it seems to be one of the symptoms of a certain drug called
'Lilacs word'

Crimson sighed as he slowly closed his eyes.

"Dad? Who would do such a bad thing?"
Sages droopy eyes looked up at him innocently.

"Bad people, the worst of people... my little rascal"

| Time skip |

Sage sat in her fathers lap, her head resting on his shoulder as he held her tight. The fire crackling in front of them, memorizing as always.
"Dad, I want to be just like you one day."
Crimson tensed and frowned.
"...No, you don't want to be just like me one day..."

| time skip |

"Good night my little rascal~" Sages father cooed as he slowly closed the door. The nightlight's stars danced across the white walls of the little girls room. She was about to doze off into sleep. . .
"CRASH"

| time skip |

"Ah.. Aries, so we meet again I see." Crimsons eyes were glued to a strange man. Sage hid behind the bird covered door.
"Crimson, I came here to put an end to this. You can't drug innocent people!"

"Oh, don't play good guy Aries! You were a criminal before this! You should understand!" Crimson snapped.
Sage had never heard her father like this before.

"I'm not that guy anymore! Your going to kill everyone!" Aries retorted, as he clenched his fists.

"I'm not killing anyone, they're killing themselves! I'm just giving my little ra- ..."
Crimson shut his mouth and narrowed his eyes.

"Crimson... your going to curse that person into hell, if you really love them then let them go..."

"No i-"

"You what?"

"I..."

Crimson pulled out his gun and then-
"BANG"

. . .

"Dad!"

Sage ran to her bleeding father. "Dad please!" She screamed. "Dad!" The young girl screamed and screamed, her echos beginning to fade as Crimson began to get dragged deeper and deeper down into hell.

"DAD!"

| the end |

Writing prompt #4