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Thank you to Nottrevbe on Baraag for drawing fanart of my story!", "writing": " A warm evening breeze filled the living room as Chilli Heeler opened the front door, with her five-year-old daughter Bingo’s hand held gently in hers. \n “Where are you going again?” Bluey asked her mom, seeming a little saddened that she was being excluded from wherever they were heading off to. \n “Lila’s mom invited Bingo over for a playdate, so we won’t be home until a bit late. Sorry sweetheart, I know you don’t like when I’m gone, but it’ll have to be a daddy putdown for tonight.” Chilli replied sympathetically, knowing Bluey preferred her mom to be there when it was time for bed. At the mention of a daddy putdown however, Bluey’s tail started wagging slightly. \n “Oh, um, sure, that’s fine!” The blue heeler responded nonchalantly with a smile. \n “Good on ya, Bluey. You’re growing up so fast.” Chilli praised her daughter with a pet on the head before giving her husband Bandit a kiss goodbye. “Make sure this one gets a bath tonight, she’s been playing outside all day.” She reminded him as she gestured to Bluey, to which Bandit rolled his eyes playfully. \n “I know, I know, the usual evening routine, I got it. You girls better not have too much fun without us!” Bandit replied as he and Bluey waved to the two red heelers making their way out their door and to the car.\n “Bye Bluey! Bye big fella!” Bingo shouted happily from the backseat, to which Bandit rolled his eyes once more in response at the unflattering nickname.\n As the car drove off and disappeared from sight, Bandit felt his heart-rate begin to rise a little. This would be the first time he and Bluey had been alone together since he began having his intimate dreams about her. He had been keeping himself together well enough in the waking world, and every day was just as normal as things had always been. In fact, he had begun to convince himself that his dreams really [i]were[/i] just dreams; other than a few suspiciously on-the-nose comments from Bluey, he still saw little to no changes in his daughter’s attitude and maturity, and more importantly, no proof that she even knew anything about his dreams. Regardless, being at home alone with his Bluey made him feel oddly nervous, and he wasn’t entirely sure why. \n “So kiddo, any games you wanna play tonight?” Bandit smiled as he asked his daughter, tousling the fur on her head with his hand as he tried to put the dark thoughts out of his mind. Bluey stood there thinking for a moment, seemingly deep in thought before finally answering. \n “Actually, I think I’ll just take a bath now, I’m a bit tired. And can I watch some ‘Cat Squad’ before bed?” She turned and looked up at her dad, smiling as her tail began wagging faster.\n “Oh, uh, sure Bluey. In fact, I’ll even watch some with you if you like.” Bandit replied, relieved that he would be at least temporarily spared from the usual torment that came with one of her average games; a few hours of just relaxing with his daughter Bluey on the couch for the evening and watching one of her favorite kids’ cartoons with her sounded like a rather nice way to clear his mind, actually. But something seemed… off. Bluey almost always vehemently disliked having to take a bath, and now she was suddenly the one suggesting it? \n “Come on then!” Bluey shouted excitedly as she grabbed his large hand in hers and led him up the stairs to the bathroom. As she did, Bandit could’ve sworn he saw a hint of a mischievous look on her face, as if she had some kind of game in mind after all. \n\n Bandit prepared the bath for Bluey with comfortably-hot water, with the little blue heeler holding the rim of the tub and practically shaking her hips from side to side with anticipation beside him. \n [i]‘What’s going on with her today?’[/i] Bandit thought to himself, raising an eyebrow. [i]‘Well, maybe she [b]is[/b] just growing up. I know [b]I[/b] sure enjoy a nice bath every now and then.’ [/i]\n Once the tub was full, he gently lifted his daughter up and slowly lowered her into the soapy coconut-scented water, allowing her body to adjust for the temperature. Bandit patted her head and was about to leave the bathroom to give her privacy when he stopped at the sweet sound of her voice.\n “Dad, can you stay with me? I miss when you used to help me bathe, could you… do that again? Please?” Bluey pleaded, putting on her best ‘Please face’ for her father. \n [i]‘[b]Biscuits[/b], not the Please face… she knows I can’t resist that.’[/i] Bandit cursed in his head. \n “Uh… okay, I can help you bathe if you want.” Although reluctant, he gave in without a fuss, trying to avoid making the situation weird in any way. Bluey was only seven, after all; she probably just didn’t know better that she was soon reaching an age where it would be considered inappropriate to still be bathed by her dad. \n As he walked back to the tub, Bandit began to feel himself sweat, and he knew it wasn’t from the humidity. This wasn’t a dream, this was real-life. He couldn’t, under any circumstance, allow himself to give in to being tempted to do anything sexual to his sweet, innocent little Bluey. If anything were to ever happen, Bandit knew that his entire life was as good as over. Bluey would hate him forever, Chilli would take the kids and leave him, his parents and brothers would disown him, he’d lose his job and be in prison for life. His crazy ideas about his young daughter being able to actually visit his dreams for incestuous sex were surely all just in his perverted, disgusting head. \n Bandit gulped as he poured some of the coconut shampoo in his hands, slowly and gently scrubbing them both into the fur on Bluey’s head as she faced away from him in the tub. He felt his face get progressively hotter as his daughter let out a contented sigh, sliding her body down a few inches further into the water. The little blue heeler’s fur felt especially silky and soft under his fingers; he couldn’t help but admit to himself that he missed this kind of gentle bonding with her as well. Snapping himself out of it immediately, he simply looked up and focused on a random spot on the wall, trying not to get any kind of inappropriate excitement out of the innocuous father-daughter time. \n Needing to make sure she got cleaned thoroughly, Bandit eventually moved his hands down Bluey’s back and shoulders, rubbing the scented suds into her fur as he did so. His heart skipped a beat as his little girl let out another soft moan at the sensation, tilting her head for her dad to massage the shampoo into her neck area. Although only mere minutes had passed, the silence between them seemed to last an eternity to the anxious Bandit. \nHis heart felt like it was pounding out of his chest as Bluey slowly lifted her arms with her head down in a relaxed position, signaling that she wanted him to clean her sides. The big blue heeler could swear that his hands were trembling slightly as he stroked his daughter’s sides from behind with his soapy hands, though he was trying his hardest to keep them still. He gradually quickened his pace in rubbing, hoping that moving his hands more in general would make it harder for her to detect his nervous energy. \n Once he felt Bluey had been thoroughly scrubbed, Bandit grabbed the spray nozzle and tilted her head back towards him, rinsing the top of her head with warm water which earned another audible moan of comfort from his daughter; he was eager to get the hell out of this situation as soon as possible for his own sanity and his daughter’s safety. \n Getting a therapist was out of the question, he thought. There was no way he could risk even a single soul ever knowing about these disturbing dreams he had been having about his seven-year-old child. \n [i]‘It’s not so hard, all I have to do is push these feelings deep down at the bottom of my soul until the day I [b]die[/b]. Easy-peasy.’[/i] Bandit reassured himself as he moved the nozzle to wash off the soap around the rest of her body. \n Once she was clean, Bandit turned the spray nozzle off and set it in the holder, relieved he had managed to hold restraint the entire time. Finally, Bluey broke the long and deafening silence as she turned around in the tub and looked up at her father. \n “Dad…?” She asked in an uncharacteristically-sensual tone, almost as though a switch had been flipped in her.\n “Yeah mate?” Bandit replied as he put on his best front in pretending that he wasn’t high-strung at all.\n Bluey paused for a moment as her breathing began to deepen, leaning a few inches closer to her dad as she rested her hands on the rim of the bathtub, warm bath water dripping down her small body. \n “We’re alone…”\n Bandit’s sanity began to crack, his mind screaming at him to run. He didn’t like where this was going at all, but he had to keep his cool. His mind was probably just in the gutter, he thought to himself. \n “Yep, Mum and Bingo will be gone until past your bedtime.” Bandit reiterated with a grimace, his lower eyelid twitching involuntarily as he smiled through the mental anguish. \n “I want you…” Bluey blushed heavily as she licked her lips, her face close enough to her dad’s that Bandit could feel her warm sweet breath on his face.\n “You want me [i]to what[/i], kiddo?” Was all Bandit could reply with a shuddered breath of his own, feeling like he was now living in a quickly-escalating nightmare.\n “I want… [i]you[/i].” Bluey repeated in a hushed whisper, lifting her little hands up and resting them on her dad’s wide chest as she looked deeply into her father’s eyes. \n Bandit snapped.\n “I- I- I NEED TWENTY MINUTES!” He raised his voice in a panic as he raised his arms and escaped quickly to the bathroom door, opening it frantically and shutting it behind him, perhaps a little too loudly. Bluey could only look on with tears quickly welling in her eyes, upset only at herself for ruining what could have been a nice simple evening with her dad.\n\n Bandit rested his back on the other side of the bathroom door once it was closed, his entire body shaking with dread. He pinched his arm, feeling a slight pain; he now knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that he and Bluey really [i]were[/i] experiencing shared dreams, and this, unfortunately, was [i]not[/i] one of them. He couldn’t be in denial of it anymore. Bandit pulled his lower-eyelids down with his hands in his face as he looked up at the ceiling, feeling like he was experiencing an anxiety-induced vertigo. It wasn’t until a few more moments later that Bandit looked back down and noticed he was already hard as a rock from the close-call he just had. Taking a deep breath to try and calm himself down, he headed briskly down the hall to his personal restroom to take care of business. \n Meanwhile, Bluey wiped the tears from her eyes and looked down as she sat alone in the warm tub, terrified of what her dad would do when he got back. Would he tell Mum? Would he ever play games with her again? Would he ever even [i]speak[/i] to her again? She wasn’t sure why she came on to her own dad the way she did, she was just caught up in the moment and couldn’t help herself anymore. She technically never had any proof her dad experienced her dreams either, but it was a gut-feeling, and she had learned over time to trust her gut. But maybe, she thought, there was a first-time for everything; maybe her gut was wrong this time. She cursed her own rash nature before glancing at the spray nozzle; it was then that she got an interesting idea of how she might be able to relieve some of her stress. \n Bandit closed the restroom door and locked it behind him, just in case Bluey tried to follow him. He grabbed the bottle of skin-moisturizer under the cabinet and sat on the toilet, pouring a small amount into his hand. Spreading his legs a bit for comfort, he reached down and began to quickly stroke his aching stiff member in his palm as he couldn’t help but think only of his adorable little blue girl. \n Bluey reached for the nozzle and turned it on, lowering it into the water and aiming it between her legs. She let out a sudden giggle at the ticklish sensation, but her laugh quickly became gentle moans as she got used to how good it felt on her needy virgin cookie. Using her other hand, she reached down and slowly rubbed her tailhole, remembering the feeling of her dad’s wet slimy tongue on her bum in her wonderful dreams the previous two nights. \n At the same time, Bandit was remembering how amazing it felt to be knotted inside his daughter for the first time in his dream two nights prior. He thought about the first intimate moment they shared when he had the dream of being in her bed with her after his horrible nightmare. He could still taste her delicious wet kisses on his lips, the memory of that first night still fresh in his mind. Bandit grunted and gritted his teeth as he could already feel himself getting close from the mere thought of his daughter alone. As much as he fought his temptations just minutes ago, his mind slipped into deviant thoughts of what he wanted to do to Bluey even in real life if there were no consequences. 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Bluey’s hips wriggled and jolted as she felt herself reaching her climax to the thoughts of her loving dad; she only hoped he would [i]still[/i] love her after what just happened. \n Although they had no way of knowing, both Bandit and his daughter both reached their orgasms simultaneously from separate rooms in the house. \n [i]‘Oh, [b]Bluey[/b]…’[/i] Bandit thought to himself as he clenched his eyes and shot his load onto the floor in front of the toilet he was sitting on. \n [i]‘Oh, [b]dad[/b]…’[/i] Bluey moaned with a stifled breath and tears of both ecstasy and sadness in her eyes as she came, her feminine juices mixing into the increasingly-cooling bath water.\n\n Having reached a level of mental clarity, Bandit cleaned up his mess and left his restroom, heading back down the hall to the bathroom where his daughter Bluey was. He felt bad for leaving her in a hurry the way he did, but he also knew he had done the right thing for once, if that still counted for anything. \n As Bandit slowly opened the bathroom door, he was surprised to see that Bluey was already standing in front of the doorway and was done with her bath, ready to open the door herself. They stood there for a moment; Bandit looked down at his daughter, and Bluey looked up at her dad. 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They both paused for a moment, not sure where to take the conversation next.\n “…So how does some ‘Cat Squad’ sound?” Bandit asked, tussling the fur on his daughter’s head again and finally getting a giggle out of her.\n “I’d like that.”\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "            A warm evening breeze filled the living room as Chilli Heeler opened the front door, with her five-year-old daughter Bingo’s hand held gently in hers.
            “Where are you going again?” Bluey asked her mom, seeming a little saddened that she was being excluded from wherever they were heading off to.
            “Lila’s mom invited Bingo over for a playdate, so we won’t be home until a bit late. Sorry sweetheart, I know you don’t like when I’m gone, but it’ll have to be a daddy putdown for tonight.” Chilli replied sympathetically, knowing Bluey preferred her mom to be there when it was time for bed. At the mention of a daddy putdown however, Bluey’s tail started wagging slightly.
            “Oh, um, sure, that’s fine!” The blue heeler responded nonchalantly with a smile.
            “Good on ya, Bluey. You’re growing up so fast.” Chilli praised her daughter with a pet on the head before giving her husband Bandit a kiss goodbye. “Make sure this one gets a bath tonight, she’s been playing outside all day.” She reminded him as she gestured to Bluey, to which Bandit rolled his eyes playfully.
            “I know, I know, the usual evening routine, I got it. You girls better not have too much fun without us!” Bandit replied as he and Bluey waved to the two red heelers making their way out their door and to the car.
            “Bye Bluey! Bye big fella!” Bingo shouted happily from the backseat, to which Bandit rolled his eyes once more in response at the unflattering nickname.
            As the car drove off and disappeared from sight, Bandit felt his heart-rate begin to rise a little. This would be the first time he and Bluey had been alone together since he began having his intimate dreams about her. He had been keeping himself together well enough in the waking world, and every day was just as normal as things had always been. In fact, he had begun to convince himself that his dreams really were just dreams; other than a few suspiciously on-the-nose comments from Bluey, he still saw little to no changes in his daughter’s attitude and maturity, and more importantly, no proof that she even knew anything about his dreams. Regardless, being at home alone with his Bluey made him feel oddly nervous, and he wasn’t entirely sure why.
            “So kiddo, any games you wanna play tonight?” Bandit smiled as he asked his daughter, tousling the fur on her head with his hand as he tried to put the dark thoughts out of his mind. Bluey stood there thinking for a moment, seemingly deep in thought before finally answering.
            “Actually, I think I’ll just take a bath now, I’m a bit tired. And can I watch some ‘Cat Squad’ before bed?” She turned and looked up at her dad, smiling as her tail began wagging faster.
            “Oh, uh, sure Bluey. In fact, I’ll even watch some with you if you like.” Bandit replied, relieved that he would be at least temporarily spared from the usual torment that came with one of her average games; a few hours of just relaxing with his daughter Bluey on the couch for the evening and watching one of her favorite kids’ cartoons with her sounded like a rather nice way to clear his mind, actually. But something seemed… off. Bluey almost always vehemently disliked having to take a bath, and now she was suddenly the one suggesting it?
            “Come on then!” Bluey shouted excitedly as she grabbed his large hand in hers and led him up the stairs to the bathroom. As she did, Bandit could’ve sworn he saw a hint of a mischievous look on her face, as if she had some kind of game in mind after all.

            Bandit prepared the bath for Bluey with comfortably-hot water, with the little blue heeler holding the rim of the tub and practically shaking her hips from side to side with anticipation beside him.
            ‘What’s going on with her today?’ Bandit thought to himself, raising an eyebrow. ‘Well, maybe she is just growing up. I know I sure enjoy a nice bath every now and then.’
            Once the tub was full, he gently lifted his daughter up and slowly lowered her into the soapy coconut-scented water, allowing her body to adjust for the temperature. Bandit patted her head and was about to leave the bathroom to give her privacy when he stopped at the sweet sound of her voice.
            “Dad, can you stay with me? I miss when you used to help me bathe, could you… do that again? Please?” Bluey pleaded, putting on her best ‘Please face’ for her father.
            ‘Biscuits, not the Please face… she knows I can’t resist that.’ Bandit cursed in his head.
            “Uh… okay, I can help you bathe if you want.” Although reluctant, he gave in without a fuss, trying to avoid making the situation weird in any way. Bluey was only seven, after all; she probably just didn’t know better that she was soon reaching an age where it would be considered inappropriate to still be bathed by her dad.
            As he walked back to the tub, Bandit began to feel himself sweat, and he knew it wasn’t from the humidity. This wasn’t a dream, this was real-life. He couldn’t, under any circumstance, allow himself to give in to being tempted to do anything sexual to his sweet, innocent little Bluey. If anything were to ever happen, Bandit knew that his entire life was as good as over. Bluey would hate him forever, Chilli would take the kids and leave him, his parents and brothers would disown him, he’d lose his job and be in prison for life. His crazy ideas about his young daughter being able to actually visit his dreams for incestuous sex were surely all just in his perverted, disgusting head.
            Bandit gulped as he poured some of the coconut shampoo in his hands, slowly and gently scrubbing them both into the fur on Bluey’s head as she faced away from him in the tub. He felt his face get progressively hotter as his daughter let out a contented sigh, sliding her body down a few inches further into the water. The little blue heeler’s fur felt especially silky and soft under his fingers; he couldn’t help but admit to himself that he missed this kind of gentle bonding with her as well. Snapping himself out of it immediately, he simply looked up and focused on a random spot on the wall, trying not to get any kind of inappropriate excitement out of the innocuous father-daughter time.  
            Needing to make sure she got cleaned thoroughly, Bandit eventually moved his hands down Bluey’s back and shoulders, rubbing the scented suds into her fur as he did so. His heart skipped a beat as his little girl let out another soft moan at the sensation, tilting her head for her dad to massage the shampoo into her neck area. Although only mere minutes had passed, the silence between them seemed to last an eternity to the anxious Bandit.
His heart felt like it was pounding out of his chest as Bluey slowly lifted her arms with her head down in a relaxed position, signaling that she wanted him to clean her sides. The big blue heeler could swear that his hands were trembling slightly as he stroked his daughter’s sides from behind with his soapy hands, though he was trying his hardest to keep them still. He gradually quickened his pace in rubbing, hoping that moving his hands more in general would make it harder for her to detect his nervous energy.
            Once he felt Bluey had been thoroughly scrubbed, Bandit grabbed the spray nozzle and tilted her head back towards him, rinsing the top of her head with warm water which earned another audible moan of comfort from his daughter; he was eager to get the hell out of this situation as soon as possible for his own sanity and his daughter’s safety.
            Getting a therapist was out of the question, he thought. There was no way he could risk even a single soul ever knowing about these disturbing dreams he had been having about his seven-year-old child.
            ‘It’s not so hard, all I have to do is push these feelings deep down at the bottom of my soul until the day I die. Easy-peasy.’ Bandit reassured himself as he moved the nozzle to wash off the soap around the rest of her body.
            Once she was clean, Bandit turned the spray nozzle off and set it in the holder, relieved he had managed to hold restraint the entire time. Finally, Bluey broke the long and deafening silence as she turned around in the tub and looked up at her father.
            “Dad…?” She asked in an uncharacteristically-sensual tone, almost as though a switch had been flipped in her.
            “Yeah mate?” Bandit replied as he put on his best front in pretending that he wasn’t high-strung at all.
            Bluey paused for a moment as her breathing began to deepen, leaning a few inches closer to her dad as she rested her hands on the rim of the bathtub, warm bath water dripping down her small body.
            “We’re alone…”
            Bandit’s sanity began to crack, his mind screaming at him to run. He didn’t like where this was going at all, but he had to keep his cool. His mind was probably just in the gutter, he thought to himself.
            “Yep, Mum and Bingo will be gone until past your bedtime.” Bandit reiterated with a grimace, his lower eyelid twitching involuntarily as he smiled through the mental anguish.
            “I want you…” Bluey blushed heavily as she licked her lips, her face close enough to her dad’s that Bandit could feel her warm sweet breath on his face.
            “You want me to what, kiddo?” Was all Bandit could reply with a shuddered breath of his own, feeling like he was now living in a quickly-escalating nightmare.
            “I want… you.” Bluey repeated in a hushed whisper, lifting her little hands up and resting them on her dad’s wide chest as she looked deeply into her father’s eyes.
            Bandit snapped.
            “I- I- I NEED TWENTY MINUTES!” He raised his voice in a panic as he raised his arms and escaped quickly to the bathroom door, opening it frantically and shutting it behind him, perhaps a little too loudly. Bluey could only look on with tears quickly welling in her eyes, upset only at herself for ruining what could have been a nice simple evening with her dad.

            Bandit rested his back on the other side of the bathroom door once it was closed, his entire body shaking with dread. He pinched his arm, feeling a slight pain; he now knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that he and Bluey really were experiencing shared dreams, and this, unfortunately, was not one of them. He couldn’t be in denial of it anymore. Bandit pulled his lower-eyelids down with his hands in his face as he looked up at the ceiling, feeling like he was experiencing an anxiety-induced vertigo. It wasn’t until a few more moments later that Bandit looked back down and noticed he was already hard as a rock from the close-call he just had. Taking a deep breath to try and calm himself down, he headed briskly down the hall to his personal restroom to take care of business.
            Meanwhile, Bluey wiped the tears from her eyes and looked down as she sat alone in the warm tub, terrified of what her dad would do when he got back. Would he tell Mum? Would he ever play games with her again? Would he ever even speak to her again? She wasn’t sure why she came on to her own dad the way she did, she was just caught up in the moment and couldn’t help herself anymore. She technically never had any proof her dad experienced her dreams either, but it was a gut-feeling, and she had learned over time to trust her gut. But maybe, she thought, there was a first-time for everything; maybe her gut was wrong this time. She cursed her own rash nature before glancing at the spray nozzle; it was then that she got an interesting idea of how she might be able to relieve some of her stress.
            Bandit closed the restroom door and locked it behind him, just in case Bluey tried to follow him. He grabbed the bottle of skin-moisturizer under the cabinet and sat on the toilet, pouring a small amount into his hand. Spreading his legs a bit for comfort, he reached down and began to quickly stroke his aching stiff member in his palm as he couldn’t help but think only of his adorable little blue girl.
            Bluey reached for the nozzle and turned it on, lowering it into the water and aiming it between her legs. She let out a sudden giggle at the ticklish sensation, but her laugh quickly became gentle moans as she got used to how good it felt on her needy virgin cookie. Using her other hand, she reached down and slowly rubbed her tailhole, remembering the feeling of her dad’s wet slimy tongue on her bum in her wonderful dreams the previous two nights.
            At the same time, Bandit was remembering how amazing it felt to be knotted inside his daughter for the first time in his dream two nights prior. He thought about the first intimate moment they shared when he had the dream of being in her bed with her after his horrible nightmare. He could still taste her delicious wet kisses on his lips, the memory of that first night still fresh in his mind. Bandit grunted and gritted his teeth as he could already feel himself getting close from the mere thought of his daughter alone. As much as he fought his temptations just minutes ago, his mind slipped into deviant thoughts of what he wanted to do to Bluey even in real life if there were no consequences. He fantasized about just returning to that bathroom and claiming his daughter’s virginity right then and there. Bandit thought about what it would be like in a perfect world where Chilli would not only allow, but encourage his degeneracy.
            As Bluey pleasured herself with the spray nozzle and her finger, she remembered her dad’s large body pressing into hers as he squish-squashed her in her dream and how she had never felt something so amazing in all her life as the feeling of her dad’s ‘boy-part’ deep inside her. The little blue heeler let out whimpers and soft cries of pleasure as she daydreamed about the taste of his deliciously musky red rocket still fresh in her mouth, as well as the taste of the many heavenly wet kisses she dreamed about him giving her. Bluey’s hips wriggled and jolted as she felt herself reaching her climax to the thoughts of her loving dad; she only hoped he would still love her after what just happened.
            Although they had no way of knowing, both Bandit and his daughter both reached their orgasms simultaneously from separate rooms in the house.
            ‘Oh, Bluey…’ Bandit thought to himself as he clenched his eyes and shot his load onto the floor in front of the toilet he was sitting on.
            ‘Oh, dad…’ Bluey moaned with a stifled breath and tears of both ecstasy and sadness in her eyes as she came, her feminine juices mixing into the increasingly-cooling bath water.

            Having reached a level of mental clarity, Bandit cleaned up his mess and left his restroom, heading back down the hall to the bathroom where his daughter Bluey was. He felt bad for leaving her in a hurry the way he did, but he also knew he had done the right thing for once, if that still counted for anything.
            As Bandit slowly opened the bathroom door, he was surprised to see that Bluey was already standing in front of the doorway and was done with her bath, ready to open the door herself. They stood there for a moment; Bandit looked down at his daughter, and Bluey looked up at her dad. Bandit was the first to break the tension; he knelt down to Bluey’s level and opened his arms to her with a caring and calm smile, to which a relieved Bluey leapt into his arms, her happy tears rubbing off on his chest.
            “I love you dad.” Bluey mumbled into Bandit’s torso as she hugged him, her tail wagging steadily.
            “I love you too, Bluey.” Bandit replied, gently pulling Bluey off of him and wiping her tears for her. “But… let’s just keep it in our dreams, okay?” He hugged her again, his tail wagging as well.
            It was then that Bluey finally knew for sure that her dad knew about the dreams as well.
            “Okay, dad. I’m sorry I mentioned it. I know I promised I wouldn’t, even to you, but I just…”
            “It’s okay. I think we both needed this. I feel much better, do you?” Bandit replied, letting her go again.
            “Much better.” Bluey answered with a satisfied smile, both of them seeming to know what the other meant. They both paused for a moment, not sure where to take the conversation next.
            “…So how does some ‘Cat Squad’ sound?” Bandit asked, tussling the fur on his daughter’s head again and finally getting a giggle out of her.
            “I’d like that.”
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