Disclaimer: I do not own G.I. Joe. *Checks with the lawyers* Nope, still don't own it.
July 26, 2013. This was inspired by twitter. Someone posted a video of Storm Shadow in pink slippers and robe. She said she was imagining him having a pink bow on his head and someone else responded that it sounded like something that would happen if Tommy were playing with his (hypothetical) four-year-old daughter. From there, this was born.
Tommy walked into the room to find his daughter playing on the floor. She had a jeep with a barbie and ken doll in it. She made it do a three sixty spin and the ken doll flew out, landing near Tommy's feet. He bent down to pick it up. It was dressed like a certain smelly PT instructor he knew. He walked over to his daughter and crouched down so he was at her level.
"Having Aunt Courtney drive Uncle Wayne around again?"
"You forgot to buckle Uncle Wayne up."
"Oopsie." She held her hand out for her doll and Tommy gave it back to her.
"You be good for Billy, okay?" He said as he ruffled her hair.
"Kay. Daddy?" she said looking up at him from under his hand.
"How come you not whapped up?"
"What?" he asked, surprised.
"Yous said yous was mommy's pwesent."
"I didn't think you heard that."
She snorted, "I heards it. Pwesents have to be whapped."
"I am. The suit is the wrapping." He stood up and spun around slowly so she could see the suit. "Doesn't it look nice?"
The little girl frowned. "But yous gots no bow! Yous has to have a bow." She stood up, went over to the dresser, and pulled out a pink ribbon. She tied it into a bow and then walked over to her father.
He smiled down at her. "I don't need a bow, but thank you."
She tugged on his pant leg. "No! You has to have it."
"Really, sweet-" He stopped when she started pouting and sighed, "Alright."
Tommy crouched down again and waited for her to put the bow on him. She put it on top of his head and then fussed around with it a little. She stepped back and smiled at him. "Now yous a prowper pwesent!"