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3rd Person POV
"Four, five, six, and as usual I will choose the fatherhood path. Bing, bing, bing, bing", Cory said while moving his game piece along the board.
"And the pink square means...I get a daughter", he said happily while picking up the pink card.
"Actually sit, Farkle and I already own that square."
"So?", Cory asked sassily.
"So, your daughter's ours."
"Excuse me?", Cory asked baffled. Riley on the other hand, was smiling widely and strung off into nothing.
"Let him talk", she said dreamily. 
"According to the game," Lucas started, "we get your daughter." Riley tried to go over there with her hands clawed but Topanga and Lily held her back.
"Josh! Lily!"
"She's not Riley Mathews anymore, my brother."
"She's now Mrs. Dr. Howdy Turtleneck", the two announced in game show host voices. Cory sat speechless and, extremely slowly, started to hand over his pink card. Cory, reluctantly, handed over the card to Lucas. Except, he didn't actually. He held on with all his strength and Lucas noticed.
"Uh, sir, you're holding on a little tight."
"You really need to let go, sir", Farkle added before the two ripped the card in half, with Cory holding one piece and Lucas holding the other.
"You killed my daughter", Cory observed with a baffled expression.
"My turn. I pick six."
"Uh, Ava you need to roll the dice", Topanga corrected. Well, tried to, at least.
"One, two, three four five six", the young girl said, speeding up more and more.
"Josh, objection."
"We're going to allow it", Josh said with Lenny sitting next to him, leaning against him slightly.
"Why?", Topanga queried.
"Because she cracks us up", Lenny replied whilst laughing at the small child's antics.
Topanga sat down defeatedly as Ava continued to take her turn, slightly oblivious to what just happened. "I get a...'Make Your Own Luck' card. 'Take over someone's family business. Choose one player to send back to start'. I choose...hmm...one Topanga, two Topanga, three Topanga, four. Five Topanga, six Topanga, seven Topanga, or...Topanga!", she exclaimed as the two children pointed towards the woman.
Topanga glared at Ava as the young girl moved her game piece all the way back to her starting point. "Wee! Poom!", Ava yelled while placing her piece back down.
"This stinks."
"This had to be done, mommy."
"It's okay, my lovebug. Luckily, my team always wins. And my teammate has a turn, and I'm sure she's going to use it to help me. Right, Riley? Sweetheart?", Topanga asked as Riley silently took her turn.
"Mom, I really hate to do this but I have a 'Go To Europe With A Friend' card. And you're all the way back there. And I've never been to Europe."
"I want to go to Europe", Ava demanded.
"Get off my back!"
"Wait, you're leaving me?", Topanga asked sadly.
"Mom, it is not personal, I just got this card and-"
"Wait, you're leaving me?", she asked again but this time with more anger. Riley looked at her mother as her eyes widened. 
"Here it comes", Cory said as he straightened up.
"I am your mother. I have your absolute love and loyalty. What do you think you're talking to him?", she spoke while pointing at her husband.
"Hey Farkle, how do you do that again?"
"Hah!", Farkle replied, doing his signature sound. Cory mimicked his sound poorly while looking at his wife you just gave him a stink eye.
"Now you run, sir", Farkle advised.
"No, actually now I go right over here which is exactly where I belong", he said giddily while crossing the back of the couch and landing outside of it next to his wife.
"Well, this game just got real. Will the daughter go off on her own or does the mother hold on to her forever?", Josh asked as he crossed his way over to the three. 
"I'm sorry, mommy", Riley spoke quietly before crossing to the other side of the couch where her best friend and other school friends are.