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Dean knelt in their little garden patch, covered in dirt and sweat as he pulled the final carrot from the ground.
Parker was sitting in a lawn chair, legs crossed, looking prim. He even had a drink with a little umbrella in it.
"You're doing amazing sweetie!" Parker called.
Dean turned around to glare at him.
"You could help you know!: He replied.
"I'm good, but I believe in you!" He gave an encouraging thumbs up.
Dean rolled his eyes, letting out a deep sigh as he started planting new seeds in the ground.
Parker was his princess after all.