Talk:Hellhound/@comment-27303410-20170114025212/@comment-27069434-20170119154954

I silently nod to our girl while trying to console my sweetheart. "Come on, it aint that bad..." The rest of the evening is spent on convincing my wife she's not a bad parent she thinks is the case, what with our daughter being all sweet, nice and fru-fru and whatnot.

Things seem to settle down a bit despite the kid bringing home a cute little stray puppy, helping an old lady across the street and climbing a tree to get our hneighbour's kitten down (much to my wife's chagrin) only for the inevitable to come. Our baby takes interest in one of the neighbourhood boys. Big suprirse she's too shy to ask him out, let alone jump him outright like a proper hellhound would. We try to let things go the natural way, but it doesn't seem to work, so honey sets up family day-off in the park, telling the kid to go talk to the boy.

We lie in ambush...fine, me an' my honey're quietly making out in the bushes within the earshot of our kid approaching the boy that stroke her fancy) We both spring up, hurriedly righting our clothes, as we hear a thump and a familiar whimper. hat we see is our girl sitting on her rear on the gravel, obviously pushed down by the boy "Get away from me, creep! I don't like you or your kind!", the little ruffian yells at my baby, tears swelling in her eyes and rage filling me - no one dars hurt my kid! "I'm not a monster-humping freak like your dad!". The loughter and encouragement of the ruffian's freinds abruptly cuts off as my lil' girl gets up and kicks the abuser in the groin. "No one talks bad about my mom or dad!", she barks at him in her still cutely high-pitched voice. "Ow, my jinglies...", the boy whimpers, rolling in the ground. "Oh, cry me a fucking river, pussy.",

"She kicked him in the balls to protect your good name! ", my honey whispers, wiping a tear from her eye, beaming with pride."That's my girl, allright!"