::Lilly-Anne:: Sheltered and Happy

[wyatt]

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Chase Carter Wyatt grinned happily at his little girl. She was probably the cutest little thing ever. Okay, so he knew he was extremely biased with it came to his three year old daughter, but he had heard it from other people as well, so how could he not think that? Chase smiled at his daughter's enthusiasm as he helped her get ready for the day. She was adorable. It saddened him to think that he had kept his daughter so sheltered but he couldn't help it. Sure he knew people here but Lilly-Anne didn't and not many people, actually, no one at all knew that he had a child. He hated the fact that not a lot of people knew about his little girl, but it was easier that way for him as well as his child. He hated when people looked at his daughter as something evil because he had her when he was at such a young age. He remembered when a former teacher of his found out about her, she called Lilly-Anne a bastard child and it had almost sent him through the roof. Thank god his brother had been there to keep him out of jail or else he would have launched himself at the ignorant woman.

Once he was done brushing his baby girls’ hair he smiled at her. She was an opinionated little thing for being only three so he didn’t dare do anything when it came to her appearance without asking her first. “Okay baby doll, what do you want to wear today? It’s a bit cold so long sleeves please.” He told her, waiting for her response. Most people would say that he gave her too much input on certain things, but he ignored them. He tended to shelter his baby for the most part so if helping pick her own outfits kept her happy and safe, he would do it as long as he could.

Word Count:: 362
Tag: Lilly-Anne Wyatt
Note:: Sorry it’s so short dude! I wanted to get an open thread out for us but It’s 3am and I’m exhausted! lol
Car:: Click here to see Chase’s Hummer H3

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[Drusilla 'Dru' Keeble]

So far it's been a really great day, but then again most days are great in the eye of a happy three year old. Now of course she has those days, where she's just impossible, but today she had that happy go lucky, Welcome world kind of attitude, she was so full of wonder and energy, she really did not know what to do with herself. So of course she had woken up early, and screamed her head off until her father let her out of her room, dam child safety locks. One of these day's this little bright eyed girl was going to figure out haw to get past the piece of plastic.

She giggled and ran from her daddy, as he tried to catch her for a bath, a normal occurrence in this house. Of course he'd always catch her, and Lilly-Anne would willing get her butt in the bath. She rather enjoyed bath's but she liked running around more. Lilly-Anne was a very hyper active three year old, as most are. Only Lilly-Anne tended to show more physical signs then most children. But then again look at her daddy, he was quite the active person. So it fit for well them. It also helped that he was so young, and a playful type, so she would take every chance she could to play... That's when you knew she was in a good mood. When Lilly-Anne was not getting into trouble, something was cooking, and it was never anything pleasant. If Lilly-Anne was not making some kind of noise, or 'reading' next to you, then she was planning something, or she was in time out. Lilly-Anne is just a special kind of girl. Cute, but she has her moments where her horns pop out a little. But Chase, her father, was well equipped for when that happens. But he is really the only person able to console Lilly-Anne when she was in one of her moods.

But today she was her happy, hyper self, which was good for everyone. She had been sitting on the counter looking at herself in the mirror, as her daddy brushed her long wet hair. It's not that she was not able to do such a task, but it not only took her a while but she also was unable to get any knots out. So when it was wet it was best for Daddy to finish it off. But she was able to help if she wised. But today, Lilly-Anne could not be bothered with such little tasks. She was much too busy for that. A life of a three year old, even the smallest task could be made of the utmost important.

So of course she gave daddy a hard time as he tried to brush her hair, but you cant honestly believe that Lilly-Anne could sit still, while her clothing was not yet picked out. How would she want her hair done? It had to match of course. Lilly-Anne was very picky, she liked what she liked, and she's let you know what she did not like.

So as soon as her father had let her squirmy little butt leave the bathroom, she ran full speed down the hall to her room, pretty much slamming into the cracked door, so it flew open. A normal thing for her to do, lucky her father had learned his lesson and put a rubber stopper so the door did not make such a loud sound. Which would almost always scare Lilly-Anne, then she'd cry and the day would get a whole lot worse from there. Let's just hope Lilly-Anne does not figure out how to remove the rubber stopper.

Once in her room, she pretty much dove into her walk in closet. Of course the more she grew, the less walk it in would become, but seeing as she was so tinny, she could walk in to just about any space. "Daddy!" She screamed from inside her closet, digging through her pretty pre-packaged outfits. Yeah she knew her father was right there, but it was always fun to scream...right? Lilly-Anne was not great with matching yet, so she picked things she liked, but they did not always go together. So now her outfits were already picked packaged on little hangers, she just had to pick one.

"Pretty Princess one. Pretty please daddy." She asked, pointing to a pretty princess dress, that she once wore to some kind of high class event thing. She loved that poor dress to pieces. But never got to wear it, and with good reason, of course now was no different, she almost always asked and knew the answer. Lilly-Anne just wanted to know if she could get all dolled up again, with people fussing over her pretty hair and pretty dress, and pretty face. Lilly-Anne enjoyed being the center of everyone attention, which is the sole reason she wanted to wear the dress, to get more attention. Day after day he'd say not today, she'd shrug it off and pick something way more appropriate. She was over wearing it anyway. It was more of a routine then anything now.

So while she waited for her answer, she began to look for yet another dress that she might like to wear. She ended up picking out, a pink hoodie, with a jean jacket attached, so only a bit of the pink sleeve's, hood and front of the hoodie were showing the rest was blue jean fabric. There was a little tutu like skirt, that was in the same matching pink, making it look like there were many layers of ripped fabric, but really it was just a bunch of ruffles. Most of the pink skirt was made out of the same denim fabric, the pink hanging out a few inches from the bottom, looking like she might have two skirts on. A pink belt sat attached to the skirt, with little jewels attached in a pattern. Little white leggings hung from the hanger as well. Lilly-Anne was never aloud to wear any kind of dress or skirt, with out leggings on under. It was cold out anyway, so she'd need the extra protection from the wind. Though jeans would do just fine, Lilly-Anne would much rather a pretty dress. Lilly-Anne enjoyed looking nice, and she'd noticed the more like a 'girl' she looked the more people stopped to say how cute she was. This little girl's head was much too large. But it worked for her personalty. Everyone would much rather her cocky and loud, and a little spoiled, then crying under her bed.

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[wyatt]

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This morning had started had like most other days had in the Wyatt house. From chasing his little girl around as she giggled and ran, pretending she didn’t want to get into the bath…to working on her hair even though she hadn’t figured out what she wanted to wear yet. His little one was very opinionated and a fairly girly little girl…something he still didn’t understand seeing as she was being raised by him by his-self.

Now they were standing in the same spot as they did every morning and his baby girl asked the same question she did every morning. She always wanted to wear her ‘pretty princess dress’ as she called it. She had only worn it once, and that was to a family members wedding a few months prior. Ever since then she had wanted to wear it every day but he wouldn’t let her. He knew that she loved it but he didn’t want to think of the consequences (both from his 3 year old daughter, and from his sister in law) if the dress got ruined, which he knew it would if he allowed Lilly-Anne to wear it on a normal day. So as usual, he replied in the negative to her request. “Not today baby girl. I promise, soon you and I will go on a daddy-daughter date and you can get all dressed up. But for now you need to wear something that you can play in.” He told her, and thankfully she took it well. She usually took him saying no to something along these lines fairly well, but she was known to have tantrums as well about the littlest things.

As he saw his baby girl’s outfit he smiled and helped her put her clothes on before looking down at himself. He definitely needed to get a move on if he didn’t want to be late for the day he had planned for him and Lilly-Anne. “Baby girl, go downstairs and watch tv while daddy gets ready okay?” He asked and patted her butt to leave the room as he himself headed into his room. He had already showered but was back in his pajamas. Once he got to his closet he quickly pulled out a pair of light washed jeans and a black polo shirt. After pairing that with his favorite watch and his ring that he wore that matched his older brother’s, he was ready to go. His shoes were by the door so he wouldn’t worry about those until he was ready to leave.

Once he was downstairs he walked over to his little girl silently, not letting on to the fact that he was behind her. Once he was directly behind her he quickly growled in her ear and picked her up, blowing a raspberry on her tummy. “What do you want to do with your hair today pumpkin?” He asked, and waited for a reply.

Word Count:: 515
Tag: Lilly-Anne Wyatt
Outfit:: Chase’s outfit
Note:: Here ya go! I love Lilly-Anne and Chase!
Car:: Click here to see Chase’s Hummer H3

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[Drusilla 'Dru' Keeble]

"Kay Daddy." She answered indifferent really. She knew the answer already. It was always soon, soon soon. But what three year old had any idea what soon was. Shoot she could not tell time, so for all she knew soon was now. When you can't tell time, well it looses it's meaning. So it was whatever. She knew night and day, but she did not really understand yesterday, She knew it was in the past, but she would often use yesterday, as something that happened that morning. On the same note she'd say tomorrow when speaking about dinner, at breakfast time. Saying something like, yeah we will east pizza tomorrow for dinner. When really she means that dinner. Can't blame her for trying to use 'big word's'.

"Hannah Montana is on daddy?" She asked as the button to her skirt was clicked in place, and she was officially dressed and ready for the day. She knew the answer, every morning Hannah Montana was on. For all she knew it was a video tape or CD or whatever. All she did was press the button on the TV, and there it played, over and over the same episode, sometimes if she were lucky she'd get to watch a new one. Her butt was tapped, telling her to get a move on, and she did. She started to pretty much waddle over to the stairs. She was just being silly, and made it a clear point to take each step, throwing her whole body into the step making her waddle. The mind of a child was amazing sometimes.

She let herself take the steps one at a time, jumping down to each one. Once she made it down the stairs she ran to the tv, slamming into the desk, it was amazing this child was not covered in bruises, and CPS did not get Chase for 'abusing' his girl, she turned on the TV. And there playing was her favorite show. Not bothering to sit on the sofa, she took a few steps back and flopped herself on the floor to watch some TV, while her daddy got ready. TV would only keep her busy for 30 minutes most. Sometimes more if it were a new show, so she could watch it twice. Sometimes less if she had seen it before. This was not a new one, but she did not have it memorized yet, so it should keep her still for a while.

Her mouth hung open lightly breathing through it as she watched the TV, totally engulfed in the show. Totally amazed at what was going to happen. Clearly amazed by how she knew what was to come before it well happened. She liked to know what was going to happen in the future, which is why she like to watch the same thing over and over. Up to a point really. When hands grabbed at her side's lifting her with a growl, Lilly-Anne shrieked in pure terror, that quickly turned into a one big long giggle, as her tummy was attacked. The fear was forgotten, it was as if she was never scared, for her giggles, and the tickle in her tummy was all that filled her mind. "No tickle monster!" She said pulling her shirt down, and holding it as far down as she could, with all her might she held her shirt, to keep the tickle monster at bay. No one was getting at her tummy, not now. Nope. Not if Lilly-Anne could help it, and clearly she could. "Pink butterfly piggy tails daddy." She answered him, her hands still holding the hem of her shirt, almost to her knees. She wanted her hair in piggy tails with her little pink butterfly clips to hold them in place, she knew what she wanted this one. She would never have a problem making decisions in life. It's a wonder how her clothing get's stretched out, lucky the wash usually set the shirts back again.

[wyatt]

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He smiled fondly down at his little girl, thankful that she was so accommodating most times. He knew that his best friend’s kid back before they moved, was scared of his own shadow. It was a little boy and Chase had once been babysitting him. He had done the same thing he just did to Lilly-Anne, picked him up and starting tickling him. Well this kid was 7 or so (his friend James had been a few years older than Chase) and he freaked out, peed his pants and had cried the entire rest of the time that Chase babysat him. He was thankful that Lilly-Anne liked to have adventures. He was also glad that he had a little girl. He knew that most men wanted boys to take after them…but Chase was thankful that he had a baby girl. He loved his princess more than life itself and would protect her to his very last breath. Of course, he dreaded her teenage years, and had already come to the conclusion that she wouldn’t date until she was 58 years old…but that was besides the point. He was lucky that he had his little girl and wouldn’t trade her for anything in the world.

He heard his baby doll comment on how she wanted her hair and he smiled. He loved that she liked to be girly, but would still play in the yard with him as well. He remembered the first day that he took her on a play date with a kid from his old neighborhood. It was a woman about 5 years older than he was and had a little girl Lilly-Anne’s age. The little girl cried as soon as she was set down on the grass because it was a bit wet. She then cried when her mother tried to sit her down in the sandbox, didn’t want to swing, didn’t want to go down the slide, and didn’t want to kick the ball around. All she wanted to do was to sit on the bench and hold hands with her mother. That was the last play date they ever tried to go on, simply because his little girl was an active child and didn’t like to sit around much.

“Braid pig tails, curly or straight?” He asked, knowing that if he didn’t, he would regret it later. Lilly-Anne may be a good child, but she still threw tantrums like a child and was extremely picky about the way that her clothing and her hair was done. He had learned that the hard way many times before. It sometimes made getting her ready a bit longer of a process since he would either have to braid her hair, leave it curly, or run the flat iron through it, but he would do anything in order to make his little girl smile. He knew most people would think he was crazy for allowing his child this much control, but he loved to see her smile…and he would do anything for his baby doll.

Word Count:: 572
Tag: Lilly-Anne Wyatt
Outfit:: Chase’s outfit
Note:: Okay, I know, I bitched about people not saying anything in a post and I ask one thing. Lol. Sorry, I’m tired, we were at the hospital today for like 4 hours and I’m just blah. Lol. But I wanted to get a post up. FORGIVE ME!!!! lol
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[Drusilla 'Dru' Keeble]

"Pretty Piggy tails daddy!" Lilly-Anne said the hem of her shirt was no longer being pulled to her knees. "they have to have straight, so they can be really long." She tried to explain to her father, but was sure her words made no sense. Lilly-Anne bless her heart, tried so hard to sound like an adult, but clearly it just did not work. But you had to give her some points for trying to sound at least a little smart. She tried and that was all that really mattered. Lilly-Anne reached down to the floor, wanting to be set down, so she could watch her show while her daddy finished up her hair. This was the only TV she was really aloud to watch, so it was fair to assume that she would at least want to see the whole show. She never really asked for TV, but when she did, she expected to see the full hour or what not of Hannah Montana. She can't help but want to know what is going to happen. Yes half the stuff in the show she can't fully understand, but she enjoyed it all the same.

"Daddy can I have a Ba-nana please." She asked as she reached for the floor. Unlike most kids, Lilly-Anne enjoyed eating fruits, and most veggies also. Where as she'll eat that all day, good luck getting her to eat any kind of meat. Most parents have to hide the veggie's, Lilly-Anne's daddy has to hide meats. It's not that she know what meat is, or where it comes from, but she just does not like the taste, the texture. So she's normally lacking to protein department. It's rather hard to hide meat in thing's so Chase would have to get pretty creative. But at least she likes herself some fruits. That's a plus right?


((Meh.... my post is not very good, sorry about that. I tried.))

[wyatt]

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As he waited for a response he couldn’t help but stare at his little girl. She was truly his miracle. Most people his age, who had a child when he was 13, would call the child a miracle. Hell, most people would have given the child up for adoption and not thought another second about the baby. Most people would have been mad, upset, pissed, all of the above at the girl for keeping the kid…but not Chase. He remembered when he got the phone call from the hospital…and the flashbacks he had of Sara when he found out that he had had a child. He cursed her when he found out because she didn’t stick around, and he also cursed her when he found out that Lilly-Anne had been born with alcohol in her system because Sara hadn’t stopped drinking throughout her pregnancy. Chase considered it a huge miracle that Lilly-Anne wasn’t born with fetal alcohol syndrome.

His thoughts were broken by Lilly-Anne telling him that she wanted her pig tails straight. He placed a kiss on her forehead before standing up, sitting her back on the couch. “Alright kiddo, I’m going to go grab the flat iron, watch Hannah Montana until I get back.” He told her before running off to the bathroom to grab the flat iron. He took a look at his bathroom and rolled his eyes. His bathroom was so girly that if he ever had a girl over, they would either think he was gay, or had a girlfriend who lived with him. Lilly-Anne had been allowed (by Sean’s wife Alice, definitely not him or Sean) to decorate the bathroom…so of course the entire thing was purple. He grabbed the sparkly purple flat iron (yes, Lilly-Anne had picked it out) and walked back into the living room before putting it in on the table behind him. He had mastered the art of trying to keep hot things away from his daughter, yet every once in a while she would still get adventurous.

“Alright baby doll, I’ll get you a banana, now what is my rule?” he asked her seriously, pausing Hannah Montana so he knew she would be listening. He waited for her to tell him her rule about when he left the room and something hot was on. He knew he had to make her recite it or she wouldn’t remember. So he stood and waited.

Word Count:: 440
Tag: Lilly-Anne Wyatt
Outfit:: Chase’s outfit
Note:: Sorry it took me so long! I just noticed that you had posted like yesterday. Lol. I <3 ya!
Car:: Click here to see Chase’s Hummer H3

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[Drusilla 'Dru' Keeble]

"Kay daddy, but don't burn anything again. kay?" She asked settling back into the sofa, watching as the show continued, Lilly-Anne half wished that she could turn it back and re-watch the part she missed. But she already saw this one, and knew what was happening, and well she did not quite know how to do anything but turn the DVD player on and off. So to stop it would take not only effort, but she very well could break it, and that was the last thing she wanted to do. Break Daddy's DVD player, yeah she'd be in trouble forever.

The flat iron was placed on the table behind her, and Lilly-Anne paid no attention, she was too busy watching her show. Usually Lilly-Anne tried to be adult, and use the flat iron on her own hair, but she burnt herself one too many times, so she generally stays away from it. Shoot she's never touch it, if it were not purple and sparkling. But she can't help but want to show off her pretty iron. It was sparkling after all, what child did not enjoy a little sparkle?

The show stopped, and Lilly-Anne looked a little sad, she was about to up and protest, but she soon realized this was her father's doing and nothing was broken, so she looked to him, wanting him to start it up again. "Daddy says no touching or your have an owie." She said back to him, with a smile before looking to the TV. She was much too interested in her show right now anyway. She'd play with the sparkling purple flat iron when it was not plugged in and hot. If her daddy would let her, which was highly unlikly.

[wyatt]

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He waited until his daughter recited his rule before nodding and walking into the kitchen. He wasn’t a huge cook, but the kitchen in their house was awesome. Granite table tops and stainless steel appliances lined the entire kitchen. A lot of cabinet space for not only food but plates, cups, and silverware as well. There was also a special cabinet for Lilly-Anne that was filled with healthy snacks that she could get herself if she was hungry and no one was around to get her anything...Which rarely happened but there were times that she got up and was hungry and hadn’t woken any of the other adults up yet so she was able to get something to eat without waking them up. She also knew how to press on and off and play on the DVD player and was allowed to do that if she wanted to watch television as long as she didn’t touch the actual player, she had to use the remote. The rest of the cabinets and the refrigerator had child safety locks on them so she wasn’t able to get into it. Alice, Sean and Chase had learned this the hard way when Lilly-Anne was 2 and had gotten into a bag of flour and poured the entire bag all over the floor in the kitchen while the adults had been in the other room discussing something. It had taken at least an hour and a half to get all the flour out of her hair, and another two hours after that to clean up the mess that she had made.

Chase Carter Wyatt grabbed a banana and unpeeled the top of it, knowing Lilly-Anne liked to unpeel the rest of it before heading back into the living room and handing his little girl her banana.

Once she was happily situated in front of the television with her banana in hand he smacked his forehead, realizing he had forgotten to push play again. He picked up the remote and hit the play button, wincing behind his child as the Hannah Montana music blared through the speakers on the flat screen television set in front of him. He ran the purple brush through the little girl’s hair gently, as to not hurt her, and then parted in the middle. Once parted he pulled two rubber bands out and placed them on either side of her head before running the straighter through it slowly and carefully. He had learned the hard way he had to do this slowly or else in a giggle or something along those lines she would move and she would get burned, something he definitely tried to avoid.

Word Count:: 487
Tag: Lilly-Anne Wyatt
Outfit:: Chase’s outfit
Note:: Ugh, I need to end some of my other posts as I’m getting backed up. Btw, we need to talk about IRL. *Sad face*
Car:: Click here to see Chase’s Hummer H3

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[Drusilla 'Dru' Keeble]

"Thank you daddyyy." She said extending the word slightly, as she took the banana. She looked at it for a minute, checking for 'icky' spots, or the bruises, that were common on bananas. Lilly-Anne was pretty picky and was not a fan of the brown icky looking spots, so she never ate them. She'd normally break them off and make her daddy eat it, or make someone eat it. She rather enjoyed watching people eat things she thought was icky. It made her giggle. Yeah she was a sick little girl, sure, call it what you will, but she does not quite understand that other people like things that she might not. Okay well so she get that other people have preferences, but she believes them to be similar to hers.

After deciding the banana was all good with out fault, she tore off a little piece with her fingers, putting it in her mouth, as she watched the still screen, waiting for something to happen, someone to move. Only when her daddy pushed the play button, and the music started again, did she smile, completely lost in the music and show. No one knew what it was, but this Hannah Montana chick sure did have a hold on this little girl, for whatever reason, she was the only person in the world to keep Lilly-Anne still long enough for her hair to be done.

((I know.... it's not active... I wont be that sad if it closed.... seeing as you and Izzy can't get it to work out. Also someone needs to join this RP with us, cuz it's about to get lame!!! haha You should move this to a park make it open, and hope someone joins! haha))

[wyatt]

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He smiled lovingly at his child before letting her inspect her banana. She was the pickiest child he had ever encountered in his 17 years. He had seen some children eat some pretty disgusting things, such as mud, and other stuff that he’d rather not think about, but not Lilly-Anne, something in which he was thankful for and it drove him crazy all at once. Sure he was glad that she didn’t eat things that he would really prefer her not too, but at the same time, she was almost too picky for her own good. He dreaded the days when she went to high school (for more than one reason) because for one thing, she’d hate all the food they served, so he’d be forced to make her lunch or she’d have to make her own. A part of his mind though cherished the fact that she was picky…it was just another quirk about her that he adored.

“You ready to hit the road baby doll?” He asked, knowing what her answer would be. He waited until she cheered before picking her up and kissing her cheek, grinning down at her. “Alright sweetheart…go grab your backpack and we’ll get going. You want to head to the park or want to go somewhere else?” He asked her and laughed when she yelled park at the top of her lungs while dragging her backpack behind her. “Alright kiddo, let’s get to it.” He grinned and picked her back up and headed towards the car…knowing that at least for today, he would get the spend it with his little love.

Word Count:: 317
Tag: Lilly-Anne Wyatt
Outfit:: Chase’s outfit
Note:: Alright this one is over, so we’re going to head over to the park and continue this in a new thread! By the way, God Mod was completely allowed by Ella!
Car:: Click here to see Chase’s Hummer H3

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[ADMIN BRITT]

ADMIN NOTE:: THREAD IS OFFICIALLY CLOSED AND IS BEING MOVED TO THE ARCHIVES!