3rd Person POV
Royce was his dad's house for the weekend, sitting next Krissi. Both of them was eating some French toast that the housekeeper made them.
Bobby walks up the stairs, he sneaks up to the kids and jump scare them, causin' Royce to almost fall out his seat.
"You okay, Royce?" Krissi asked as she was laughing.
"Ha ha," He rolled his eyes and picked at his food.
Bobby takes a look at their plates, "Who made y'all this?" Bobby asked.
The kids looks at the housekeeper leaving. "Let me get a piece of that, right there." Bobby cuts a piece of Krissi's toast.
Bobby scrunched up his face and the three of them shake their heads. "Mm-mmm." He put their plate aside.
"I'm gonna make y'all my French toast. Okay?" He asks quietly. The nod their heads and did their special handshake.
Bobby went to the kitchen and got the skillet out and the ingredients out.
"Are you gonna stay now?" Krissi asks. Bobby turns his head to face her confused. "What?" He went to open the fridge. "Of course, baby."
"Daddy's here for good." He tells his kids.
'If you want me to stay,
I'll be around today
To be available for you to see'
Bobby dances to the kids, then laughs. "Mama, was singing that song." Royce said as Krissi was laughing.
"For real?" Bobby asked.
"Mhm, saying that's her jam or something, we even know the lyrics." Royce says.
"Sly and The Family Stone? Nah, way before your time, y'all know nothing about that." Bobby laughs.
The kids crossed their arms and starts to sing the lyrics.
'But I'm about to go,
And then you'll know
For me to stay here, I got to be me'
Bobby laughed and smiled at the two. "Excuse me, y'all. How'd you two learn that?" Bobby asked.
"'Cause you and Lea always sing it." Krissi answers, the two kids laughing, along with their dad.
"Ah, I guess y'all got me, y'all got me." Bobby smiles. "See, y'all smart. Y'all the smartest ones in the family. I always knew, and you know why?"
"Because I got my charm from my mama and dad." Royce answers with a grin.
"And I'm pretty, 'cause I look just like my daddy." Krissi adds.
"Exactly," Bobby winks, the three gave each other high fives and Bobby went to making the French toast.
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Atlanta Police Dept.-Atlanta, GA
March 7th, 2002
Kylea's POV
I sighed as I sat in the chair in the waiting room, apparently Bobby got arrested for driving without an ID, and he called for me to bail him out.
"Over here," The officer leads him to the front desk, I got up and went to go sign him out, once we got out the door, I was laughing so hard.
"It's not funny, Kylea," Bobby said irritated. "Okay, okay, it ain't funny," I nod my head and giggled a bit.
"Nor it's hilarious," He points at me as we both went to the drivers side. "Uh, excuse me." I chuckled.
"I'll drive," He reached for the keys, but I held them back.
"That's how you got here in the first place, go to the front," I shooed him away. He kissed his teeth and went over to the passenger side.
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ФанфикIn 1975, Kylea James, moved to the projects of Boston with her mother. She has a gift of singing and dancing, but doesn't think she has the skills. She meets five boys who she became very close friends with. Her mother enters her in a talent show, t...
