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Rosso skipped into the Mclaren garage with a smile looking for her favorite Spaniard on the grid who just happened to be like a uncle to her, with him being close friends with her god father Mark Webber.

"Hey little one, can I help you?" Fernando's rookie teammate Lewis Hamilton asked.

"I'm looking for my uncle Nando." Rosso mumbled shyly, having never seen the driver before, which was odd for her as she knew every driver, expect the reserved drivers for teams.

"He's in interviews right now but I can take you to his driver room?"Lewis told the young girl who he still doesn't know the name of at the moment.

"Or we can go ruin Nando interview." She looked up at him with innocent eyes, knowing her father would indeed be mad, and her uncles would find it hilarious, plus it gave her time to get to know a new face.

Lewis looked at the girl in awe as she suggested that like it was the most normal part of her life, while he was pretty sure ruining an interview would get him in trouble, or fined.

"Are you sure kid?" Lewis found himself asking, not wanting to get in trouble his first year.

"Are you scared?" Ten year old Rosso followed up his question with a question while looking at the British driver.

"Where's your parents kid?"

"My dad is in a garage." Rosso smiled. "Now let's go mess with uncle Nando."

"What garage? He might be worried about you."

"Red Bull, He's the team principal." Rosso giggles waiting for his expression that she normally gets.

She found it hilarious that people disliked her father for whatever reason, because to her he wasn't this evil guy, he was father, a father that made sure to chase the monsters away, that would find some way to be apart of her bedtime routine when she was younger no matter how busy he was.

"Christian Horner is your father?" Lewis questioned, having heard about the team principal of Red Bull.

"Yeah." Rosso replied smiling proudly at the man. "Are you apart of a team?" She questioned quickly realizing that she never caught his name.

"I'm Lewis Hamilton, Fernando's teammate this year." Lewis smiled at her.

He was still confused on how his teammate was considered her uncle when she was Christian Horners daughter.

But he was sure it'll be something he'll figure out eventually with being the teammate of the Spaniard.

"Oh! That's cool, I forgot he has a new teammate." Rosso giggled.

"Yeah, how about I make a deal with you little Horner?" Lewis smiled at how careless she looked to be a daughter of a team principal.

"I'm listening Mr. Hamilton."

"We can get ice cream and mess with my team principal until Fernando comes back?" He smiled making a deal with with her.

Rosso bit her lip and starting thinking about his offer, of course it was a no brainer of her, because who could say no to free ice cream.

But she loved to see her uncle Nando's teammate waiting impatiently for an answer from the girl.

And he was growing more nervous the longer he made him wait for her answer to the deal.

"Two scoops?" She asked about ten minutes of debating with herself.

"Two scoops of any favor." Lewis nodded in agreement to her question.

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