Nicki Minaj, My Savior

I'm Gonna Get Em

(Nicki's POV)
"Wake up sweeties!" I say to Dee and Brandi. I shake them awake. "You two didn't get much sleep, but we gotta go find your dad and talk about adoption!" They shoot up out of bed with wide eyes.
"Do we actually have to go see him?!" Dee asks with tears welling up in her eyes.
"Oh babe you know we have to! Calm down! Come here!" I hug her close to me.
(Brandi's POV)
Nicki came in early this morning. She told us that we had to get ready to meet up with our dad and get the adoption sorted out. I wasn't to excited to see dad, but I wanted him to see that the real Nicki Minaj was wanting to adopt me and Dee! I took a shower at the hotel Nicki is staying at. It is very nice! There is five bedrooms and 2 bathrooms!! It is so beautiful.
"You two need to shower and get ready! I know how gross the places concerts are at can be!" She yells down the hall to us. I groan a little, but keep smiling! I can't believe that Nicki Minaj wants to actually adopt me.
"Nicki? Do you think that you can really raise us?" I question her, still worried that our dad might interfere.
"You babies are gonna be mine, and that's all that matters honey. Now get in the shower!" She demands seriously, but she can't hold in her giggles.
"Alright Nicki!" I say while grabbing one of the huge hotel towels and running to the bathroom.
(Dee's POV)
I watch as Brandi runs into the bathroom chuckling, Nicki is still sitting on our huge queen size bed. She looks over at me and smiles.
"Hey baby!" She says to me. I smile bright at the fact that the one and only Nicki Minaj wants to actually be my mom!
"Hey Nic!" I speak loudly to her.
(Skipping the rest of the hotel time)
(Nicki's POV)
"Okay babies, we are going to head to your dad's place! I got my manager to pick up the adoption papers last night, and all we have to do is get your dad to sign them. Then we bring em to the social worker and there you you go! They look excitedly at me.
(Skipping the drive to the house)
I walk up to a small house in a fairly nice neighborhood. I reach to knock but before I can, the door is yanked open to reveal a large black man.
"What these idiot girls do now?" He says while eyeing the girls behind me.
"Sir, my name is Onik-"
"Nicki Minaj? Oh wow! They must've really screwed up that lil concert of yours last night if YOU had to bring em here!" He basically yelled every word in my face.
"Sir! I met these sweet girlies last night at my concert. They told me that you kicked them out. They are still kids!" I started to get angry but had to control myself, "I would like to adopt them, it sounds crazy but I know I can really help them." I pull the adoption papers and a pen from my bag, "If you could just sign thes-" he yanks the pen and papers from my hand and begins to scribble his signature on every unsigned line. He shoves the papers back at me, and closes the door in my face! "RUDE!" I shout, hoping he'll hear. It doesn't matter now though, I have these sweet girls behind me... and I get to raise them!
"Yay!!!" They both yell as they hug right around my waist.
"Dee... Nicki Minaj is our mom!" She whispers to Dee and hugs me tighter.
"Thank you God, for giving me a second chance at raising kids." I say as I look up to the sky.
"What's you say Nic?" Dee asks as we walk back to the pink jeep.
"Oh nothin baby!" I laugh a kiss her on the head.
We've only known each other for 24 hours and I love them like my own already.