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Here’s my work for the Tokyo Ghoul pair up event!

I got paired up with the talented @succulent-mud

We chose to do a father daughter piece. This was so much fun to do!

Alright. Here we go!

Today was supposed to be a quiet day. A nice quiet day to himself, Kaneki thought. On Sundays they all would go to the store to buy groceries for the week, but since they decided to go a day early due to a sale, it was basically a free day. Touka had gotten an invitation from Yoriko to spend the day together at the park with their children. Kaneki had asked her if she wanted him to tag along, but Touka said no. She said it had been a while since she and Yoriko spent time together alone. Kaneki thought it was a little weird to say it like that since they would have the kids, but he knew what she meant.

Going down the stairs of his home, Kaneki saw his pregnant wife right before she was about to leave. Yet he noticed that their daughter, Ichika, was missing from her side.

“Touka?”

“Good morning. Did I wake you?”

“No. Are you leaving?”

Touka nodded. “Yeah. I wanted to get there early so that I have some time to talk to her before she gets more occupied with the baby. You know how it is.” Touka chuckled a little as she spoke.

So did Kaneki. “Yeah I suppose so. Where’s Ichika? Is she still getting ready?”, he asked.

Touka scratched at her head. “Ah well you see about that…” Kaneki’s eyes widened just a little bit. Was something wrong? Did Ichika fall ill? “I tried to wake her up, but she wouldn’t budge. She insisted that she wanted to stay home.”

“Oh really? She insisted?”

“Well more like she gave me the biggest grumpy face ever and then hid under the blanket.” Touka sighed. “I’m sorry. Usually I would’ve been able to handle it better, but as you can see,” Touka pointed to her baby bump, “I don’t think this little one would have made it easy.”

Kaneki just laughed it off. “It’s alright. I’ll spend the day with her.”

“Are you sure? I know you were excited to have the day to yourself. Maybe you can just get her ready real quick and then we’ll be on our way.”

“No no. It’s fine. I’m her father after all. It’s my job to take care of her.”

Touka’s eyes softened. “Kaneki… I”, yet before she could finish, she had a look at the clock and gasped. “Ah shoot! I’m late! So sorry, but I have to get going. I’ll see you guys later, okay”, Touka said as she already put one foot out the door.

Kaneki waved to her as she left. “Yes. We’ll see you later.”

As the door shut, leaving Kaneki all alone in the living room, the man pondered. Now what? His plans for relaxing were out the window now. Ichika was a pretty active kid and always kept everybody on their toes. Kaneki decided that it would be best to just wake her and go from there. Before he could take a step, he heard little footsteps coming downstairs. Yet when he turned his head around there was no one there. Now he heard the steps coming from the kitchen.

Perhaps she’s trying to hide from me, Kaneki thought.

Going into the kitchen, Kaneki spotted Ichika pulling a chair towards the pantry. He almost wanted to laugh at the little grunts she was making. Poor thing. The chair must be so heavy for her.

“What are you doing?”

“Hungry.”

“You’re hungry? Okay. What do you want to eat?”

“I’ll do it!”

“Do you want me to get it for you?” As he took a step closer to her, Ichika let go of the chair and began pushing Kaneki away.

“No no! I’m gonna do it! No!”

“Alright alright”, Kaneki said as she kept pushing him. Looks like she was in a mood. It reminded him of Touka and, oddly enough, Hide. Once she got him out of the kitchen, Ichika went back and started pulling the chair again. When Kaneki went to look at what she was doing again, Ichika got mad.

“Papa no! Go!”

“Oh? I can’t watch?”

“No!”

“Okay okay”, Kaneki said as he put his hands up. He pretended to walk further away when he turned the corner. Once he heard her moving again, he figured it would be a good time to spy on her. Peeking into the kitchen, Kaneki saw that Ichika had climbed the chair to grab a bag of flour from the pantry. However, the bag she was grabbing was too heavy for her small arms so it quickly fell onto her, creating a cloud of flour.

“Ichika!” Kaneki swiftly made his way towards his daughter checking if she had any injuries. “Are you okay?” He saw her nod, but heard her trying to hold back little whimpers. “Look at that”, he said pointing to the top of her head. Her dark roots were covered by the flour. “You look just like me.” Kaneki smiled when Ichika laughed. She seemed to be just fine. After all, Ichika was always quick to bounce back.

After dusting her off Kaneki went to go get the broom and dustpan. Coming back, he saw Ichika trying to get something from the pantry again.

“What are you getting now?”

“Eggs.”

“Eggs? What for?”

“Pancakes. I wanna make pancakes like from the cafe.”

“Oh.” Kaneki remembered the cafe they would all go to. Ever since Ichika was a toddler, she loved eating the fluffy pancakes from there. Before he swept up the flour on the floor, Kaneki picked up the bag and placed it onto the counter.

“The eggs are in the refrigerator. They’re too high for you to get so I’ll help get them.”

Ichika was now watching Kaneki as he swept.

“Papa knows how to make pancakes?”

“Yes.”

“But papa can’t eat food like me.”

“Just because I can’t eat it, doesn’t mean I can’t cook.” Ichika seemed so stunned at the information, Kaneki couldn’t help but chuckle. As soon as the floor was clean, he put on an apron.

“Get ready Ichika because you’re about to witness a cooking papa!”

Seeing her normally mild mannered father have so much confidence made Ichika giddy with excitement.

Approaching the pantry, Kaneki pulled out a small box of baking soda.

“Go put this next to the flour.”

“Okay!” The small child nearly leapt off from the chair as she went to go do as she was told.

“And once you do that, go grab your little stool.”

“Yes!” As she ran off, Kaneki took this time to get the remaining ingredients.

Bringing back the stool was no problem for her. It was a lot lighter than the big chairs they had. When Ichika came back, she saw an array of ingredients on the counter. She quickly set the stool down in place and stood on it to get a better look.

“Are you ready?” Kaneki asked.

“Yes papa.”

“Alright.” Kaneki reached over and rolled up Ichika’s sleeves before doing the same for himself. “This is so we don’t get dirty.” He saw her nod and try to roll them up even more.

“Okay. First, let’s combine our dry ingredients.”

Ichika looked puzzled. Kaneki wondered why, but then it dawned on him that she was five. She didn’t really understand what dry ingredients were yet. “Oh. Um, we have to put these into a bowl.” Kaneki then pointed to the flour, salt, sugar, baking powder and baking soda.

“Oh okay.” Ichika grabbed the bag of flour and tipped it over so that it could go into the bowl. Kaneki was able to stop it from falling again, but some still spilled out.

“Not that much. We only need two cups.”

“But I can’t reach the cups.”

“Not those ones.” Rummaging through one of the drawers, he pulled out some measuring cups and spoons. “Use this one. Remember. Only two.” Kaneki watched Ichika as she counted while collecting and pouring the flour.

“Good job! Now use this one for the sugar.” He then gave her a smaller cup.

“How many?” Ichika asked, nervous that she was going to mess up.

“Just one”, Kaneki said as he put a finger up.

Once she had finished that, he decided that he should handle the measuring spoons since they were so little. Ichika didn’t really like that idea so she tried to take the spoons from Kaneki’s hand. She was unsuccessful and only managed to spill some of the powder.

“Alright. Let’s stir the bowl.” Giving her a whisk, Kaneki told her to do it gently. “We don’t want it flying out.”

Now that the dry ingredients were all mixed, it was time for the wet ingredients and Kaneki was a bit nervous to say the least. Cleaning up powder was one thing. This, however, could end in catastrophe. He had already melted the butter. All she had to do was put it in the bowl.

“Here’s the other bowl. Put the butter in here.” Doing as she was told, Ichika noticed her father was starting to pour milk into one of the measuring cups.

“I wanna do it!”

Before he could stop her, it was already too late. The way she had lunged for the cup made his grip on the milk slip so it fell. Over half of it had spilled out getting all over the counter and dripping onto the floor. Luckily, he had already gotten the amount he needed.

“Sorry…” Ichika had a guilty look on her face. The look that would make everyone melt.

“It’s alright. We’ll clean it up before mama gets home”, said Kaneki. Him and Touka were used to the messes. “Here. Help me with the vanilla.”

“Ice cream?”

“No no. It’s a mixture. We’re gonna put it in the bowl.” He handed Ichika one of the measuring spoons. “I’ll pour and you put it in.” Ichika nodded happily. Once they had done it twice, Kaneki grabbed the one egg and cracked it into the bowl. Ichika didn’t make a fuss about it. He supposed that she knew cracking eggs would be too hard for her to do by herself.

“Okay. Now mix this one too.” Kaneki had forgotten to tell her to do it gently, but he saw that he didn’t need to. Ichika was being careful. It made him feel a bit of pride seeing that she remembered.

She really has grown up, Kaneki thought. It seemed like just yesterday when she could barely hold a spoon.

“Do we make pancakes now?” Asked Ichika.

Kaneki smiled. “Not just yet. We have to combine the bowls now.” He then poured the bowl full of the wet ingredients into the bowl with the dry ingredients. “Now we have to mix it again. Make sure it’s mixed together really well.”

“Okay.” When Ichika started mixing, she noticed it was a bit harder than the previous times. So she began to use more force as she stirred. And when that didn’t feel like enough, she put even more force into it. At that point, her sleeves had unrolled themselves. Pretty soon, there was batter splashing out. Kaneki decided to not say anything. She was still a child. Let her have fun and get a little messy. He only stopped her when the stool beneath her started to shake.

“Ha ha! Look papa!” Ichika raised the bowl to show him. “I did it! I mixed it!”

“Fantastic job Ichika!” Kaneki clapped as Ichika did a little dance with the bowl. “Okay. Now we can make the pancakes.” He grabbed the bowl from her and set it down. Grabbing a pan, Kaneki looked over at Ichika. “I have to do this part because it involves the stove. How about you go wash your hands?”

Ichika nodded and left the room. Kaneki looked over at the mess that was made. He sighed.

When Ichika came back she decided to grab a fork before sitting down to wait. She watched her father intently as he began flipping the pancakes.

“Some of these will be for mama so remember to leave some for her.”

“Yes papa.”

Once he was done, Kaneki stacked some on a plate and gave it to an eager Ichika. As he was doing so, he could’ve sworn he could hear a faint ‘pancakes! pancakes! pancakes!’ coming from her.

He watched as she took a bite. “So how is it?” He asked.

Ichika smiled brightly. “So yummy! Even though they aren’t fluffy.”

Kaneki felt like there was glass shattering. She had asked for fluffy pancakes. They just made regular ones. His face became so gloomy that Ichika started to panic.

“Papa no! They’re very good! I like them a lot! Can I have more?”

“It’s alright Ichika.” Kaneki said with a defeated smile. “I’ll learn how to make it for you.”

The end

:) I hope you all enjoyed! Be sure to check out the wonderful artwork done by @succulent-mud !

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