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Brain's pov.
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It's been a day since I saw those beautiful men and they promised to come to moms diner last night but I, unfortunately, couldn't make it. There was an emergency with some rich snob thinking he can just randomly make a reservation and just get one. I'm extremely proud of how popular my restaurant has become and grateful for everything my mother taught me in the kitchen while growing up.

"Daddy!" Addy yelled from the living room

"Darling" I replied finishing up our 'healthy snack for the day' as she calls it

"Can I come to work with you?" she asked when I sat down next to her

"Baby you know you can't, the people at my work aren't the same as the people at grammys work" I said watching her face turn into a pout

"I promise I'll be good" she said making my heart swoon

"I know you will, but the majority of the people at daddies work are mean and wouldn't appreciate all your hard work like the people at grammys work do" I tried to reason.

What I said is true though, if customers can yell at fully grown waiters and waitresses for 'giving them the wrong temperature drink' I don't want to find out what they'd do to a 4-year-old who can barely walk straight.

"Okay, I'll go to grammys" she said then stuffed grapes into her mouth.

"Don't do that, ever heard of a choking hazard?"

"No" she said as two grapes fell out her mouth but she quickly picked them up, blew on them, and placed them on the table
"Five-second rule"

"Do you really think germs stand there staring at the food you've dropped and count till five?" I asked as she swallowed the grapes in her mouth and put the ones she dropped in

"Yes, what else would they do? It's the five-second rule daddy, everyone follows rules" she said making me gape at her

"Germs don't follow rules sweetheart" I said making her gasp

"Really? They should be punished for being bad" she said and I could find it in me to say anything afterward.

I couldn't correct her cause she thinks she's right and whatever I say about this conversation is wrong. I couldn't be mad cause I grew up with the five-second rule and have not died yet. I couldn't even be shocked by her statement and belief because she is my daughter, she has an unhinged aunt, and a grandmother with a questionable mentality.

After what felt like years of persuading my daughter to bathe, we finally drove off to mama's diner. My daughter ran into the kitchen and the person I was covering for was back from whatever they were doing, so I'm just a customer today.

"What can I get you sir?" I heard my daughter ask making me chuckle cause she didn't even give me a menu

"Princess you have to give your customers a menu first and then give them time to look at it before asking" I said as her lips formed an o shape
"But since you've worked here for a long time, what do you recommend?"

"Mmh, let's see" she said with her adorable thinking face
"Well, I like everything, so I recommend that"

"Ooh, everything does sound delicious" I looked up and saw Octavius looking devilishly handsome decked in a suit with his hair neatly tied up into a man-bun.

"I'll have your order ready, Tavy sit with daddy he's lonely" my daughter said making me glare at her but she was already gone

"Lonely are we?" Octavius asked sitting across from me