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Thanks for the prompt! I really had fun writing this one! :D

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-You Have a Crush!-

-Mr. Boonchuy helps cheer up Anne after a grumpy (yet secretly lovingly) day with Marcy-

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Slam! Anne slammed the door, making the room shake ever so slightly. She made her way into the living room, her backpack sliding off of her shoulders onto the tufts of carpet on the floor. She looked up at the clock; 5:46, close to supper.

Anne sighed heavily, flopping on the couch and grabbing the remote off of the circular nightstand. Turning on the TV, she couldn't help but notice that her favorite reality show, Suspicion Island, was airing. As she had clicked on the channel, Mr. Boonchuy walked into the room to greet his supposedly aggravated daughter.

He came over to sit next to Anne, smiling at her innocently, as if curious about how her day was going. Of course Anne knew that face, that was the face her dad always put on before asking that same exact question.

"So, how did your day go?" Mr. Boonchuy asked politely. Anne let out a small sigh, rubbing her forehead with her thumb and index finger.

"Stressful." Anne replied, in half exhaustion.

"How come?"

Anne's answer to that was delayed, as she sat there staring off into space, thinking on how to word the situation.

"Well," she started, looking back at her dad. "It's Marcy. She's too clumsy and klutzy, I have to make sure she doesn't trip over a trash can, or make sure she doesn't stumble into every kid in the halls, or slip on spilled water and hurt herself. She's so oblivious to her surroundings that sometimes she doesn't even notice when I try to keep her from injuring herself. It's just... Tiring."

Despite, what Anne had just poured out, Mr. Boonchuy let out a small chuckle and a warm smile.

"I think somebody has a crush!" He teased, poking Anne's side. She jumped a little, flustered at what her dad had said.

"I-I do not!" Anne managed to get out, a rising blush dusted on her cheeks.

"Yes you do! It's pretty obvious." He smiled warmly. Anne stared back at him in shock. Was she really that obvious? She shook the question off, still thinking of a protest.

"I don't have a crush on Marcy, we're best friends, that would be weird." Anne tried to convince, though the blush on her face and the butterflies erupting in her stomach at the thought of Marcy proved otherwise on her behalf.

"It's not weird to have a crush on a friend, Anne. It's completely normal." He stated wholeheartedly. "Just admit that you like her!"

Anne thought for a moment, the butterflies never ceasing to flutter around in her stomach.

"Admit it or the tickle monster will come get you!" Mr. Boonchuy playfully formed his hands into claws, wiggling them "threateningly."

"Dad, no!" Anne started squirming to the other side of the couch, her eyes wide with anticipation giggles escaping out of her.

Fingers started scribbling at Anne's sides, her squeaky giggles filling the room like a surround sound stereo. Anne had been stuck in a silly predicament for sure, with her dad tickling her and all, but she couldn't say she minded at all. She loved the times that they could bond like this.

Though she wasn't going to admit it.

"Dad, stahahap!" Anne whined playfully, barely putting up a fight other than kicking her legs aimlessly. Mr. Boonchuy only shook his head, a smile still on his face.

"Only if you admit that you have a crush on Marcy~" He teased, ceasing for a moment. Anne looked out, tapping her finger on her chin in thought.

"No," she replied smugly. Mr. Boonchuy tsked, clawing at his daughter's stomach to make her squeal and curl up. Her laughter echoed around the room, making Mr. Boonchuy chuckle.

Anne's legs were kicking wilder in protest, trying to lightly push off her father's hands from leading her to more ticklish doom, but they wouldn't budge, much to her light dismay.

"Fihihihine!" Anne finally admitted. Mr. Boonchuy pulled his hands away, leaving Anne to recover from the small attack. "I have a crush on Marcy. She's just so smart and cute, she can be funny, and though she's clumsy, she still makes her way into my heart."

Anne stared at the floor, a fond smile spreading on her face. She had her hand held to her heart, the blush from before returning.

"Whenever you need to talk about any kind of feelings, I'm here for you. Whenever you need me. Okay?" Mr. Boonchuy reassured, placing a hand on Anne's shoulder.

"Thanks, dad." She spread her arms for a hug, which Mr. Boonchuy was happy to deliver.

"Anytime, kiddo."

Anne smiled. It was good to know that she always had someone that would listen to her when she needed them to. Even if it's over a little crush.

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