Daisy's Daddies

Chefs

Daisy's POV

     I wake up the next morning to birds chirping.

Aren't the birds supposed to fly south for the winter?

I tip toe on the cold floor and look for my daddies.

Seeing daddy Asher watching tv I walk into the room.

"Hi daddy." I sit next to him and snuggle up for warmth.

He smiles and hugs me closer to him.

"Cupcakesforbreakfast?" I mumble quickly.

"Hmm?" He raises an eyebrow.

"Cup cakes for break fast." I say slowly.

His eyes peer into mine with amusement.

"No angel." He chuckles.

"Snuggles?" I ask.

"Yes."

"Snuggles?" I say in a higher pitch as if I'm surprised.

"Yes angel."

"Cupcakesforbreakfast?" I say fast again.

"Ye- no." He laughs.

Dang it...I thought I had him.

"My plan foiled..." I pout.

He stands up and offers me a hand.

"If you're a good girl today, we will get cupcakes tonight."

I smile and grab his hand. Yes! I'll be a good girl.

He takes me into the kitchen and puts some already made eggs and bacon on my plate.

"Good girls eat all their food." He lays the plate in front of me.

Ugggh.

I shove the breakfast in my mouth and gobble it up.

"Daiiisyyyyy!" I hear Carson yell out. It sounds like she's looking for me.

"I'm in the kitchen!" I let my presence be known.

She runs into the kitchen giving me a hug with tears running down her face.

"Carson? What happened?" Why is she crying? What?

"My daddy is being a meanie!" She complains.

"What did he do?" I asked ready to beat him up. Nobody hurts my friend!

"He said that he couldn't find my stuffie and I got mad because he was going to wash it so it could be clean and then and then..." She took a breath, "and then I was a bad girl and hit him and he spanked me."

I frown.

"He lost your stuffie." I stated angry.

I stomp my way to Drews room and open the door without knocking.

Oh good, he's decent.

"Why you lose the stuffie? Where are you hiding it?" I raise my eyebrow.

He looks at me shocked.

"Daisy...I'm looking for it, why are you angry?" His eyes hold so much confusion.

"You spanked my bestest friend because YOOOU lost her stuffie!" I stomp my foot. "And now she's crying!" I finish with my anger increasing.