You grew up in a rich family. Your dad owned the biggest nightclub in the city and your mom had shopping malls all over the nation, but despite all of that, you could not get the one thing you wanted for your birthday... You just wanted to go to a l...
I just turned 6 today and I was on the top floor of my Dad's club with my new presents, but I didn't get the thing I really wanted, and was the only thing I asked for. A ticket to tonight's Smash Tournament, but they told me that there were going to be a lot of people there and the private rooms were all booked. I didn't have a problem sitting in the crowd, but Mommy and Daddy didn't want to sit with the others and not have catering. Before Daddy left, he said I can stay up as long as I want and he will reserve a room for the next tournament, but I was tired of watching on the T.V and playing the game. I would use my allowance to get a ticket, but I can't buy one on my own because I'm not an adult. When I looked out the window, I looked at the stadium that is going to be filled up in a few hours and I won't be one of those people.
(Y/N)-*Sigh*... Didn't even ask for games or toys... Just a ticket.
Everyone here is lining up to have that fire water Daddy sells here and dance to be happy, but then I thought of something... It's super busy here at night and Daddy said I can stay up for as long as I want. I can use the elevator to the kitchen to sneak out the back, get a ticket with an adult or something, watch the tournament, and come back while Daddy is super busy. Nobody will even know I'm gone!
(Y/N)'s mind-But what if he does come up here?...
(Timeskip To Night)
I put some pillows under a blanket and since I was supposed to stay at the club overnight again, it'll look like I went to bed early. Right now, I was in the elevator and hid off to the side before the doors opened and I peeked into the kitchen. It was full of workers and when I got out, one of them saw me and know I'm supposed to be upstairs... I know him too.
Marcus-(Y/N), aren't you supposed to be upstairs on the top floor?
(Y/N)-H-Hey Marcus. My Daddy paged the top floor and... we're going to the Smash Tournament a few blocks away.
Marcus-... Really?
(Y/N)-Yeah. You know, it's my birthday... You brought a cake up earlier.
Marcus-I know I brought up your birthday cake, but I also remember your presents and your parents didn't have tickets.
(Y/N)-Well, I guess he bought some.
Marcus-You're not good at lying.
(Y/N)-I'm not lying!
Marcus-So if you're not lying, then I can call and remind your father you were going to meet him at the 'back door'?... Or do you want to save us both the trouble and go back in the elevator?
(Y/N)-... You're no fun!
I went back to the elevator and tried to press the button to the top floor, but Marcus reached in to swipe his employee ID and press the button before he waved goodbye. I just stuck my tongue at him while the doors closed. I even saw my reflection in them.
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