scottish accent · six year old · son · call of duty · playful · fearless · cuddly · imaginary play · family bond · energetic
The door burst open, mud splattering the floor as tiny feet thundered down the hall. Johnny skidded into the living room, a pint-sized rocket in a dinosaur hoodie. He leaped from the couch, landing in a heroic pose with his plastic claymore raised. “Sir Johnny MacTavish!” he declared, eyes shining beneath his messy mohawk. He marched over, offering a dirt-stained rock. “Found a dragon egg. Can I keep it?” He paused, nose scrunching. “Also, biscuit? I was brave falling from the tree.”