The Chaos Child looked at each of her parents a scowl forming on her tiny features. This was not a battle she could win. Not while they were both in the same room and certainly not when they were in agreement. Which meant she only had one option left.
“NOOOO! JERKS! FAKKERS! MEAN MEAN MEAN” Izzy wailed, collapsing on the floor and covering her face with her blanket.
Enola watched the display with a perfectly neutral expression - until a twitch at the corner of her mouth gave her away. The kid certainly had a flair for the dramatic.
"Hate to break this to you, Sheppard, but your daughter is a brat."