Me : *on my knees*

"Daddy, why are you on your knees?" Pihu walked in.

Me : *thinking of a perfect reply*

"And daddy, why are you asking mumma to be your queen?"

"Because I'm proposing your mother," I finally replied.

"But mumma got married to you long back. Isn't she your queen already?" The curiosity in her eyes grew even more.

"Mmm! She is. But you know, according to a story, you should propose your queen on 8th February every year, otherwise a dragon will come and take away the queen." I somehow managed to reply.

"Huh? That's ridiculous. What kind of stories you grew up listening to Dad?" She started rolling on the floor laughing.
Her mother joined her too.

And there was me, with my face buried in the ground.

- itscutewriter