Another oneshot. I think I'll just post any Booker and Anna one shots here.

"Anna, be careful with those." Booker DeWitt said after handing over his binoculars to his daughter.

"I will." Anna laid back and looked up into the sky. It was a nice day in New York. He and Anna packed up a lunch and headed to Central Park. Booker watched his daughter. She looked so much like her mother, even at six years old. He noticed a hole in her socks and mentally reminded himself to fix them. He wasn't the best at that sort of thing, but he got by. Booker ate his half of the lunch and had been relaxing when he looked at Anna again. She was still staring up at the sky. She hadn't moved the entire time.

"Anna?" He said, trying to get her attention.

"Hm?" He laid down next to her.

"What are you looking at?" he asked. "Clouds?"

"I'm looking at the Songbird." A high-pitched screech rang through his head. He cried out in pain and grabbed his head. As soon as it came, it was gone. Anna had put the binoculars down and was staring at him. She had that worried look in her eyes again.

"Daddy, are you alright?" she asked.

"Yeah, just a headache." He covered his face with his hands. Anna crawled up to his head and uncovered his face.

"Daddy, imagine if we could live underwater?" she said.

"Why would we live underwater?" Booker asked her.

"Because we could have special powers. But you can't use them too much or it would make you go crazy! But little girls could go around and get the stuff left from the super powers." Booker smiled. His daughter had such an imagination.

"Sounds pretty dangerous for a little girl." he commented.

"No, they got their daddies." She hugged her daddy and Booker gave her a kiss on her head. He looked up and saw twins walking by. They seemed so familiar...

"Daddy, your nose." Booker felt a napkin get put to his face. Not again.