Ever since her parents left her as a baby, little Blue Ivy has led a hard-knock life with her calculating foster mother, Miss Diaz. However, all that changes when hard-nosed billionaire and mayoral candidate Beyonce Knowles takes her in on the recom...
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Beyoncé and Blue had a fun outing together. They played a little bit of soccer, with Beyoncé cheating. She balanced the ball on her head and Blue knocked it off. Blue rode on her shoulders as they passed traffic signs. "Touch the signs" Beyonce would tell her each time they passed one. They rode on the train and danced to the jazz players. Just over all had a good day.
Back at home they were making s'mores over the fire in the living room. Blue reached her stick over the fire and fed Beyoncé her marshmallow, before she grabbed another one and put it on her stick, then they had a marshmallow stick fight.
"Have you ever seen Casper the friendly ghost throw up?" Beyoncé asked with marshmallows in her mouth.
"No" Blue answered in slight disgust. Beyoncé opened her mouth and playfully gagged as the two marshmallows she was holding in there fell out. Blue couldn't contain her laughter when Beyoncé put a graham cracker in her mouth and pretended to be a dinosaur.
"You want a marshmallow? Sike" she said to Stormy. "How about a graham cracker?" She held it out for her and she instantly took it between her teeth.
"Ow you son of a.." Beyoncé dragged out snatching her hand back.
Blue muffled a phrase, but Beyoncé couldn't make it out since she had a mouth full of s'mores.
"You make me laugh" Beyoncé chuckled making Blue laugh.
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After watching two Disney movies the sugar was finally out of Blue's system, and she fell asleep. Beyoncé picked her up and took her to her bedroom, laying her on the bed she carefully put the blanket over her and walked out and closed the door.
She made her way to the balcony and pulled out her phone and clicked on a contact as she nervously chewed on her fingernail.
"Hey Nicki, uh, let me ask you something" She breathed out. "Exactly how hard would it be to become a foster parent?" She asked.
