1- Lazy Sundays.

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The singer found himself chuckling as he heard footsteps hastily coming down the stairs.
"Daddy!"

He turned his head and smiled as his daughter jumped onto his lap and hugged him tightly.
"Good morning, marshmallow, how are you?" He smiled and kissed her head, "Good! Good morning daddy! How are you?" She giggled and cuddled into his neck.

"I'm doing good baby girl, you get so excited to see me," he chuckled softly, "Yeah, my favourite person ever!" She smiled and kissed his cheek at least a thousand times making him chuckle.

"I love you daddy!" She smiled widely, "I love you too baby girl," he smiled and gently head butted her making her giggle.

"Daddy, you know how you got me The Dirt?" She hummed and played with his hair, "Yes, what about it?" He smiled and chuckled as she put a strand of his hair over his top lip to look like a mustache.
"Well, Nikki said that you and him would rehearse when you were in London but you and him were both head of the band so you bonked heads a lot!" She hummed, "Mhm, that's true," he said, "Why? Is it because you're too cool for them smelly old men?" She asked making him laugh softly. "No baby girl, it's just... I mean when you're a leader you like things to go your way, like you with your guitar you like things to be right and to sound good, if someone came along and switched your amp settings around you'd be pretty pissed wouldn't you? It's like that baby," Blackie explained, "Ohh, so you and him are just losers coaching the band?" She asked making him laugh, kissing her forehead softly, "Yeah, something like that, gorgeous," he chuckled and kissed her cheek making her giggle.

"Daddy, I got a very important question about rock n roll," she said and wiggled to get comfy, "Yes baby, what is it?" He asked, "How come all you guys sing about is Drugs, Booze, Girls and sex?" She asked making him chuckle a little, "Good question baby," he smiled. "Well, I mean, I guess rock n roll is sort of a rebellious genre. You like Megadeth don't you sweetie?" He asked, she nodded, "Those guys may not sing much about those topics but they certainly talked about it off stage and aside from their music, trust me," he hummed and kissed her cheek.

"Does that mean I can call you a whore-star?" She beamed making him laugh, chuckling as he gently patted her legs, "No sweetie, you call me daddy, I'll allow old man," he smiled, "Aww!" She pouted and kissed his cheek, playing with his soft hair, "I might let you call me hoe once a day, okay?" He smiled, she nodded, "I'm saving it," she said proudly making him chuckle.

"I love you baby girl, you promise to never ever be as naughty as I was, don't you?" He asked, "Promise daddy, I'm not stupid like you," she said making him wheeze, "Wow, you really love your daddy!" He huffed and put his hands on his hips, "I love you~" she giggled and rubbed their noses together, "You're lucky I love you so much!" He warned making her smile widely.

"How was practice yesterday?" He asked and traced her jaw with his hand, "Eh, the usual... Mister wanted us to come up with some ideas for musicals to perform for next year..." She mumbled, "You poor thing!" He gasped making her giggle as she nodded, "I chose Rocky Horror Picture Show, say what you must! But I refuse to do Grease!" She said making him laugh, "I'd prefer Rocky any day," he smiled and kissed her cheek.

"My old dinosaur," she smiled, "My young smart ass," he smiled and hugged her close.
"I love you daddy," she giggled, "I love you too baby," he smiled.



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