(POV Director)
"Father, you're a stinky cheating liar!"
This was already over the hundredth time I had heard this complaint. No matter what I did to try and soothe her it was all ineffective.
Although I was helpless right now, I was not without a plan. I had already thought of how to soothe her rage and I was merely stalling until the time was right.
"My daughter, there are things in life that aren't fair. There is inequality everywhere. You can only blame yourself if you are deceived or are ignorant."
"I'm telling mommy."
She looked like she wanted to cry. She really was too cute.
"Such a shame, if you go tell mommy, it looks like you will miss out on the boss fight."
"Boss fight?"
"Yes, my daughter. Do you remember that show you saw before that you really liked?"
"Show? Which one?"
"The one with all the robots."
"You mean that one?!"
"Yes, that one. Your favorite character, we made him a reality. But if you go off to tell your mommy, you may miss the show where the new prisoners fight for their life against the final boss. Go ahead little daughter, tell on me if you must, but you will never be able to witness such a scene again."
"Uuuuu."
My daughter bit her lip with watery eyes filled with anxiety, I could really see the internal struggle she faced. Thank god I made that stupid robot she liked so much.
"Go on, hurry up and tell mommy while I enjoy the show alone."
"What? Wait! I never said I was really going to tell her."
"No no my daughter, you must go and tell your mother. Your corrupt father must be exposed. You cannot be a child who is bribed so easily."
"I'm not being bribed, I just changed my mind is all."
I gently pushed her from behind towards the exit of the room.
"Go on, you must be decisive and tell on me."
"I won't tell on you, I promise! So let me see them fight Minimus Prime."
"As much as it pains my heart my daughter, you cannot go back on your words. After all, I am just a stinky, cheating, and lying father."
"What are you talking about daddy, you are the most magnificent daddy in the world. There is no one who could surpass you, daddy. Daddy is the bestest daddy in existence."
Oh she's learning flattery, not bad.
"Papa. Please?"
She said that with upturned eyes and a shy blushing expression on her face while she fidgeted with her light pink dress.
"What can I do if my little daughter is going to be so adorable. Come, let's watch together then."
I lifted her up, plopped her down on my lap and hugged her from behind as we stared eagerly at the monitor in front of us.
By now, everything was over already. I had a team record and film everything through hidden cameras installed in the room. I even got them to edit it all and make it look as good as possible, all for this little daughter of mine.
My daughter had played a bit of a game with the prisoners when they went into the maze and thanks to a certain idiot I was dumped into hot water for playing dirty.
I figured I would get a bit of payback on that stupid group of prisoners by having them suffer a bit of torment to entertain my daughter.
I opened up the file I was sent and pressed the play button. Naturally I didn't let my daughter know this was not live footage, or that it was all recorded and already edited.
Though what played out next before our eyes was utter shamelessness.
It started out fine with one man confronting Minimus Prime, but things quickly went down hill.
Minimus Prime was surrounded on all sides and the little ants kept fluttering about around him and taking pint shots here and there.
"Minimus Prime, fight! You can't lose! Go Minimus Prime. Shoot your laser gun! Why? Why can't you hit them?"
"Papa! Save Minimus Prime! He's going to lose at this rate!"
My daughter was sniffling and her eyes were slightly red.
Ugh. How would I know such shameless freaks would exist? I heard they were strong from the reports, but I thought it was just an exaggeration.
Not even the strongest person in our world stood a chance against Minimus Prime's weapons.
He's a freaking robot after all. How can a human actually be faster or stronger than a robot like him?
"Father! Minimus Prime is about to detonate 'The Plugspark!'"
"He's going to die!"
She was naturally bawling now. What was supposed to be a crushing victory and payback turned into me slapping myself in the face.
I want to cry more than you, you know.
Do you have any idea how much money was spent on that useless thing? That stupid thing wants to detonate? Are you kidding me?!
My eyes were definitely redder than my daughter's.
Everyone, who realized he intended to take them all with him and detonate backed off to the wall opposite to Minimus Prime.
Ugh.
Am I also going to have to pay for reparation fees for the stupid dungeons final boss room?
Why did I listen to my daughter and build that stupid place anyways? Literally, the only time it is used is when guiding prisoners towards the real prison area.
While I was contemplating and remorseful over my life decisions, one man who was backed up against the wall since the beginning confidently strut his way to the center of the room.
Oh? Is he welcoming his death?
Right when it looked like Minimus Prime was about to detonate, the man waved his hand casually and turned back around. A huge lightning bolt descended right after he turned away from Minimus Prime.
You damn poser! Did the crew filming from behind the scenes decide it was getting too dangerous and do something about the idiotic exploding robot?
He didn't bother to look back and merely walked back into the crowd like everything was under his control.
Under your control?! You got lucky! You expect me to believe that was you that brought down lightning? It must have been CG or some stunt the filming crew pulled.
Fake and gay! Only kids would buy into that garbage.
After that, the footage cut out and there was a "To be continued…" message towards the center of the screen.
Are you mocking me? There's going to be a sequel? No thank you! I'll make sure that will never happens.
It was only now I realized my daughter's sniffling had stopped.
When I looked over to her I felt like I ate a fly.
Her eyes were sparkling like never before.
"Papa, who was that man? He's so cool! He's like one of those characters straight out of a novel who steps out at the last moment and saves the day."
"..."
I naturally didn't want to answer her. How can I stand her idolizing another man?
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