After safely crossed, he ran as fast as he could upstairs. "Cat, do not worry, your father is on his way"
Sandor found her sitting on the floor of the room beside the cradle was overturned. "Shh, it's okay," he said as he picked it up off the ground. He tried to look for if she had been hurt in the fall, but the little girl threw her arms around his neck and buried his head in the crook of it .. She was so small and Sandor did not know how to comfort her. Every time one of his children began to cry, he was nervous and did not know what to do. "Shhh," he whispered as he held her and patted his bottom. "Shh, Daddy's here"
He placed the cradle into place again and decided to return with the other three as soon as possible. Separately they were lovely, but bring them together the three in the same room and safe finish doing what they should not.
And the screams he was hearing, as he descended the stairs, confirming her suspicions.
"What is happening here?" chaos had been unleashed. Jeyne was trying to take something from Robb, probably one of the toys, while Ned was apart, crying. "Jeyne! Let go your brother!" The children ignored him, as they continued shouting, claiming both the toy. Sandor considered the possibility of reach them and stop the fight before one of them get hurt. But a look at the ground reminded him that it was not a good idea. Not with Cat in his arms.
Sandor left the little girl on the floor, away from any dangerous object. "Stay here a moment Cat." Cat began to pout but nothing else and when Sandor was sure that was not movinghe turned to face the problem.
"It's mine!" Robb shouted, stubbornly.
"No. It's mine!" Jeyne replied, trying to take the toy.
Avoiding the toys, Sandor arrived where they were, right where he had left just minutes before.
"Jeyne! Let your brother!" Sandor was trying to use a calm tone when speaking to his children, very different from the tone he used as Lord Commander of the Queensguard.
"But it's mine! And I had it!" ended up saying as she kicked Robb's leg. Robb dropped the toy and Grabbed his leg among gestures of pain.
Jeyne was to take the toy when Ned who had stopped to mourn, was quicker, grabbed it and ran away.
"Hey, that's mine!" cried the girl as she left behind his brother to the astonishment of Sandor and Robb still hurt the kick. Sandor reached down to look at his leg.
"It hurts?" Sandor the leg examined.
"Not too much."
Ned kept running around the room with Jeyne following him unable to catch him.
"How?" Sandor whispered, but for that to Robb. How Sansa could rule the north and these four? It was not the first time he wondered. Sansa was a strong woman, was no longer the little bird he met at King's Landing. The wolf had finally appeared in she
"Father, Cat .." Robb said.
"What?" Sandor turned to look at the baby, but it was not where he had left her. The baby was crawling her way to the door.
"Bugger!" Sandor went behind the baby to reach her before it came out. Losing her daughter in Winterfell was something he did not want to happen. Besides the sword that children had before was there.
Fuck
He had not given even two steps when he stepped on something and fell to the floor.
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Daddy in Charge 4/5
Date: 2013-03-16 06:12 pm (UTC)Sandor found her sitting on the floor of the room beside the cradle was overturned. "Shh, it's okay," he said as he picked it up off the ground. He tried to look for if she had been hurt in the fall, but the little girl threw her arms around his neck and buried his head in the crook of it .. She was so small and Sandor did not know how to comfort her. Every time one of his children began to cry, he was nervous and did not know what to do. "Shhh," he whispered as he held her and patted his bottom. "Shh, Daddy's here"
He placed the cradle into place again and decided to return with the other three as soon as possible. Separately they were lovely, but bring them together the three in the same room and safe finish doing what they should not.
And the screams he was hearing, as he descended the stairs, confirming her suspicions.
"What is happening here?" chaos had been unleashed. Jeyne was trying to take something from Robb, probably one of the toys, while Ned was apart, crying. "Jeyne! Let go your brother!" The children ignored him, as they continued shouting, claiming both the toy. Sandor considered the possibility of reach them and stop the fight before one of them get hurt. But a look at the ground reminded him that it was not a good idea. Not with Cat in his arms.
Sandor left the little girl on the floor, away from any dangerous object. "Stay here a moment Cat." Cat began to pout but nothing else and when Sandor was sure that was not movinghe turned to face the problem.
"It's mine!" Robb shouted, stubbornly.
"No. It's mine!" Jeyne replied, trying to take the toy.
Avoiding the toys, Sandor arrived where they were, right where he had left just minutes before.
"Jeyne! Let your brother!" Sandor was trying to use a calm tone when speaking to his children, very different from the tone he used as Lord Commander of the Queensguard.
"But it's mine! And I had it!" ended up saying as she kicked Robb's leg. Robb dropped the toy and Grabbed his leg among gestures of pain.
Jeyne was to take the toy when Ned who had stopped to mourn, was quicker, grabbed it and ran away.
"Hey, that's mine!" cried the girl as she left behind his brother to the astonishment of Sandor and Robb still hurt the kick. Sandor reached down to look at his leg.
"It hurts?" Sandor the leg examined.
"Not too much."
Ned kept running around the room with Jeyne following him unable to catch him.
"How?" Sandor whispered, but for that to Robb. How Sansa could rule the north and these four? It was not the first time he wondered. Sansa was a strong woman, was no longer the little bird he met at King's Landing. The wolf had finally appeared in she
"Father, Cat .." Robb said.
"What?" Sandor turned to look at the baby, but it was not where he had left her. The baby was crawling her way to the door.
"Bugger!" Sandor went behind the baby to reach her before it came out. Losing her daughter in Winterfell was something he did not want to happen. Besides the sword that children had before was there.
Fuck
He had not given even two steps when he stepped on something and fell to the floor.
Toys, was his first thought.