Mother: Billie Eilish
Y/n age: 3
Summary: You don't have the best day at daycare and Billie is pissed but not at you.
written pre: HMHAS
Tws: Swearing
Billie
"Come on," I exclaim helping Y/n out of the back seat of the car
"I'm already late," I sigh taking her hand and quickly pulling her towards the daycare
"Well, that's not my fault!" Y/n exclaims in the most three-year-old way possible
"It never is," I scoff pushing the door open
As I push it open, I'm met with the sounds of a kid screaming and another mother quickly leaving the reception desk.
"Quick," I groan kneeling to unbutton her coat
"Go put these away," I say passing her, her bag and coat
She quickly hurries over to her cubby, shoving the jumper and bag under the hook.
She turns to run back over to me but I stop her
"Hey," I say seriously
"What?!" She says offended freezing in her place
"Okay, sassy pants. Go do it properly," I scold
"Oh-kay," she exclaims crossing her arms
I roll my eyes and walk forward to the sign-in desk
"Moring," I greet with a sigh as taking the pen and signing in Y/n
"Morning," The desk lady responds
"Mommy," Y/n says with her hands raised
"Yep, up we go," I groan picking her up with one arm
"Hi Y/n! Wow, you're back again?" The desk lady says with a judgmental tone
"I didn't expect to see you, Jessica. I thought you only worked here on Thursdays?" I ask matching her energy but keeping it PG
"I work Fridays and weekends as well!"
"My boyfriend takes the kids to and from school during the second half of the week and I take the first," she says popping her lips
OH MY GOD SHUT THE FUCK UP TELL SOMEBODY WHO CARES!
I place the pen down next to the clipboard, and Jessica quickly picks it up
"Jeez almost a full week kiddo," She sighs placing it down next to the computer screen
"Well, I've got an album coming out. This is the busiest time in my work," I reply coldly
"If you're that busy then you should just bite the bullet and put her in full-time," She shrugs.
Again with the false positivity
"I don't want to," I say matching her tone while Y/n plays with my hair
*Buzz**Buzz**Buzz**Buzz**Buzz**
I use my free time to take my vibrating phone from my pocket
"Yo Finneas," I say to the phone as Finneas's face appears on my phone screen
"Can I-" I start
"HEY UNCLE FINNY!" Y/n screams making me jump
"Y/n!" I scold
"Don't do that," I say
"Hey, Y/n/n!" He laughs as he waves through the phone
"Finneas can I call you back? I'm droppin' Y/n off," I grunt as I bounce Y/n
"Ok, see you in a bit," He says before hanging up
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