The sun had set, and the cool night breeze rustled the leaves outside. It was time for little Minea’s bath, but as soon as Daddy approached with the warm water, she knew what was coming.
“Nooo!” Minea screamed, her tiny arms flailing as she clung to the edge of the bed. Her big round eyes were filled with resistance, her little lips trembling.
Daddy sighed with a smile. “Minea, you have to take a bath, sweetheart.”
But Minea had other plans. She darted across the room, her tiny feet pattering against the floor. She hid behind the chair, peeking out just enough to see if Daddy was coming for her.
Daddy chuckled. “Oh, so it’s a game now?”
Minea shook her head furiously, her fluffy tail twitching. “No bath tonight, Daddy!” she whined.
With a quick movement, Daddy gently scooped her up, cradling her in his arms. Minea wriggled, her little hands pushing against his chest. “No! No! No!” she screamed dramatically, kicking her legs in protest.
Daddy kissed her forehead. “Shh, it’s just a warm bath. You’ll feel nice and fresh after.”
Minea pouted, crossing her tiny arms as Daddy lowered her into the warm water. At first, she sulked, refusing to enjoy it. But as soon as Daddy poured warm water over her fur, she let out a tiny giggle.
“See? It’s not so bad,” Daddy said with a smile.
Minea splashed the water, her tantrum forgotten. By the time the bath was over, she was snuggled in a soft towel, yawning sleepily.
Daddy chuckled, kissing her forehead again. “Goodnight, my little drama queen.”
Minea, already half-asleep, murmured, “No bath tomorrow…” before drifting into dreamland.
