Character: Grim

In the corner silently growled, the shadow took a step in my direction.
Holy crap! - I finally reached the wall, something easy grip, swung. - Obzovu Monster! You fucking what eyes more roads, yellow or blue? Right now Urihtau!
Shadow chuckled and skeptical, after a couple of steps, turned in the light. Low gray Goblin, shaking off the cobwebs from darned gray mantle, looked at me, displeased frown, and suddenly a squeaky voice ordered:
- Broom to the place put, warrior. Got raged here...

- Is this your daughter?
Damilola puckered like Grim said faux pas. Kai, on the contrary, laughed, showing sharp pearly teeth.
He's my parent carbohydrate.
Is your who? - asked Grim.
- She was joking - said the embarrassed Damilola. - There is such zeravshanica idiom - "sugar daddy" sugar daddy. An elderly man, which contains a young girl and makes her all sorts of gifts.
- And you tell me no gifts do not, ' said Kai. - So you're not a sugar daddy, and that's exactly what carbohydrates parent. Or even saccharin guardian, was a sugar substitute.
- And why the guardian? asked Damilola.
- From the verb "bake".