Diego Hargreeves daughter

CHAPTER TWENTY

Y/Ns pov:

Luther and Sloane were on the dance floor. they were dancing together romantically. mom and dad then started dancing too, then Klaus took my hand and dragged me up to the dance floor. we all started doing funny dances.

after the song is over, me,mom and dad sit at one of the tables. Uncle klaus and Five were at the table infront of us. mom got up to go get some food.

after five and klaus's conversation was finished, Klaus turned around and spotted Dad without him noticing. however, mom seemed to notice it so she quickly put the food at the table and sat right Infront of klaus.

"I wonder what they're talking about" Dad said to me as he gestures to mom and Klaus. I looked at him as if he was stupid, "what?" He asked.

"the weather, dad." I rolled my eyes sarcastically. mom and klaus then took a picture together and mom sat back with us.

a few minutes went by and Uncle Klaus sat with us. we were all chatting as I kept trying to sneak some champagne. but sadly getting caught by dad. even uncle klaus tried to sneak me some dad scolded him.

suddenly, Reginald walked in and everyone's attention was turned to him. we were all silent. our eyes not leaving him. he grabbed a plate of food "he better not sit here, I swear, he better not sit here...yeah, keep walking" dad mumbled.

I looked at him weirdly and so did uncle Klaus. Klaus signalled for Reginald to smile, which he did, then chet took a photo of him. he was really starting to piss me off, he keeps on going around and taking photos! who does he think he is?.

"Is he eating a deviled egg with a knife and fork?" mom asked as they eyed Reginald. meanwhile, I was too busy death glaring Chet. he was staring back with a scowl.

"That's sad. that's making me sad". Dad said. "you're introducing us". mom said as she grabbed mine and dads hand "y/n, stop beefing with Chet and come on!" Mom said as we all got up.

"no, i'm not. no, I'm not-" dad said as Klaus pushes him up "go, go!" he said. "do you seriously want me-" dad got cut off by mom.

"yeah, come on. do I look okay?" she asked "yeah, you look good." Dad answered truthfully.

Reginald stood up infront of us "Dad...lila, y/n. guys, sir reginald hargreeves." Dad introduced. "Mr. Hargreeves, what a pleasure. This is our daughter
y/n". mom spoke as she put her hands on my shoulders.

"is that the trace of an East End accent I detect?" The old man pointed out. "good ear" mom chuckled "mike was stamped out in favour of the Queen's. Let me guess. Spitalfields?"

"close. Whitechapel." Mom corrected. "you must know the cat and custard." He said.

"right next to the Fox and Hound."

me and dad looked at each other with a shocked look on our face before turning our heads back to mom and Reginald's conversation.

"Beat chippy in East London."

mom sighed "oh, I would murder for a spot of mushy peas right about now."

"so, how did You end up with this one?" He gestured to dad.

"well, we met in a mental hospital" mom said.

"I have no doubt".

"well, he might be a few sandwiches short of a picnic but he'll do." mom said as she looked at dad smiling.

"indeed" Reginald kissed moms hand and she walked away. "She's quite the specimen. well done, my boy. I see you have a daughter yourself" he looked at me and I gave him an awkward smile.