"It's not my fault I'm tougher than them!" Avery bit her lip, her chocolate brown eyes staring into her father's pleadingly. She paced forward, planting in front of him, her face pouty as she looked up at him. "Daddy...please? I'm starving here." Avery whimpered. After he just stood there, she snatched his chips and popped one in her mouth chewing and swallowing quickly before sticking her tongue out at him. "Cook for me. I'll be extra special nice later if you do." Avery bit her lip, her foot circling against the ground, her hands clasping behind her back.