Sunday

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~ five years later ~

"Stella!" Sunday shouted from the kitchen at her house in Curzon Street, London.

Stella walked out of her room and went to her mum. "Yes, mummy?"

"Let's have breakfast. Our flight's in three hours and we need to leave soon for Baltimore. Your dad will be waiting there." Sunday explained as she placed some bacon on Stella's plate.

"Okay." Sunday picked Stella up and placed her on her baby chair. She started eating her pancakes

"So, who are you gonna bring? Lena, the hippo? Or Trim, the Lion?" Sunday asked as she sipped on her tea.

Stella smiled with a one missing front tooth. "Can I bring both? I don't want the other one to feel lonely."

"Okay, okay. Let's bring both." Sunday wiped her daughter's mouth with a napkin.

When they were done with breakfast and anything, Sunday took their suitcase and placed it inside her car's trunk.

She carried Stella and locked the doors of her house. Stella was wearing her My Little Pony backpack with her two toys and a biscuit in it.

Sunday drove to the airport with ease. Stella was singing the wheels on the bus on her side.

After 20 minutes, they reached the place. They waited for their flight and sat at the waiting area.

8 hours later, they reached Baltimore.

It was now 6 in the evening, and Stella was sleeping. Alex was waiting for them outside as planned and will drive them to Silver Diner for dinner.

The rest of the gang are already there, and they already ordered food. This will be the second time that they'll be seeing Stella.

Sunday and Stella transferred to London a year ago because Sunday got a work there as a production member of a theatre.

Stella hardly remembers her uncles, but they video call once in a while, so it'll not be hard for her to bond with them.

Two minutes in the car ride, Stella stirred awake. "Mum? Where are we?"

"We're in Baltimore now, honey. Uncle Alex is driving. Say hi." Sunday smiled.

Stella wiped her eyes and smiled weakly. "Hello, Uncle Awex."

Alex chuckled and said his response. "Hello, dear Stella. We're getting close to the diner now."

"Yeah." Sunday kissed her daughter's forehead. "Why don't you play with your toys, yeah?"

Stella nodded.

"Here you go." Sunday handed her the toys. Stella squealed and snatched them away from her mother's hands.

"And here we are. Finally." Alex announced. At last, they reached the place.

"Finally." Sunday took a deep breath and went out of the car with her wallet while Stella was hanging on her side.

Sunday placed Stella on the floor when they entered. Someone then called them over, and Stella immediately went to her mother's side.

"Dada." Stella said in a soft voice.

Sunday smiled. "Go on, bub. Go to your father." And Stella ran to her father's direction.

"Anyway, Alex," Sunday touched Alex's arm, who was beside him.

"Yep?"

"Who's that girl there?"

Alex's expression became serious. "Let us find out, shall we?"