A Year Later

Dante was currently lying on a long couch that had a raised portion for the upper body, holding up a holographic tab which was playing some Tom and Jerry cartoons while Antonia comfortably lay on his chest while giggling to the silly antics.

In a year, the infant had grown to the size of a 5-year-old child and had intelligence surpassing one. She now wore a cute little frilly dress that was purple and blackish-red, her two favorite colors according to her.

Her hair had grown out and was tied into cute little twintails by her mother a few months ago. Her now golden eyes were bright and full of mischief as well as cunning, and even while watching the cartoon, her eyes darted around playfully.

Dante noticed this and suddenly tickled her with his free hand. "Look at you, you begged me to watch cartoons and now you're distracted."

Antonia shifted and giggled trying to swat Dante's hands away. "Ah, Daddy! Stop tickling me!"