"Brubby, I want it." Gigi looked longingly at the Pineapple Rice, then turned her imploring gaze to Bobby.
Unfortunately, this time it didn't work.
Tobias Clark firmly took her hand, "Even if you want it, you can't have it! No means no!"
The little girl was just over one year old, what did she know? As soon as she heard she couldn't have what she wanted to eat, her mouth puckered up, and before she could even begin to wail...
Tobias Clark's obsidian-like eyes were already glaring at her, "No crying! Hold it in!"
The cry that the little girl had been brewing suddenly got stuck in her throat, and perhaps it was too sudden, with a hiccup, she let out a burp, "Hic."
