You and Toby lounged in bed, Delilha between the two of you. You seriously didn't want to get out of bed, you'd rather open the gifts here in your room. "Toby, dear, can you get the presents from the living room?" You pleaded. He chuckled at your request "Lazy, are we?" He snickered, kissing your cheek before jumping from the blankets. He returned a minute later with the wrapped boxes, setting Delilah's in front of her. "Open em' up babygirl." He said to her, setting her in his lap. She did as she was told, ripping the paper open. Inside, she found pink T-shirt with a red proxy symbol on the front of it. She smiled and giggled at the sign. "Daddy!" She squeaked before opening the second one, having it be a black skirt with skulls and crossbones across it. Lastly was both hers and Toby's favorite gift. It was a pink blowup castle that she could play in anytime she wanted. She was excited to have it be set up, begging Toby to make it. He agreed to it, blowing it up making before making you open your gifts inside the castle. You opened the first one, seeing that it was a sweet smelling perfume in a beautiful red bottle. Next was a new black leather jacket, which you've been needing for a while. Your last one was torn all to hell. Lastly, you opened a shoe box. You looked at Toby curiously, finding the most amazing pair of shoes. They were tall black boots, the heel being an ivory spinal cord. You loved the boots, giving Toby his gifts. You and Delilah cuddled deep into his chest as he opened a brown leather cover for his hatchet. He appreciated the cover before opening the second one. Inside was a brand new camera for work, making him very excited. "How'd you know I needed a new one?!" He asked. "Uh, I was there when you broke your last camera." You reminded him as he opened his last present. It was a matte black watch that looked very elegant on his wrist. He thanked you with a kiss as you continued to cuddle. The three of you stayed in the castle for the rest of the day with blankets and hot cocoa to accompany you.
