"Good Morning, Cookie", Shubman gathered his daughter in his arms to wake her up.
"Good Morning, Mamma", the three year old replied.
"Arre yaar. Mamma nahi baby, Dada", Shubman corrected her.
"Mamma. You Mamma, Ishu Dada", his kid was smarter than him.
"Ishu.. Cookie ka doodh garam kar le. I will brush her teeth and bring her now", Shubman announced to his husband.
"Here, Cookie. Drink up your milk fast. I have asked didi to make your favorite parathas", Ishan said to his baby.
"Ishi, isko bol na Mamma mat bulaye mujhe. Her whole friends group calls me Mamma now", Shubman begged his husband.
"Cookie, Shubi Dada and Ishu Papa, ok?", Ishan tried to convince their daughter.
"No. Cookie came Shubhi tummy. So Shubi Mamma", her logic made sense.
"Tujhe kisne bola tha usse jhooth bolne ko? She came from a surrogate Shubi, jab jaanne ki umar hogi toh bata denge use. Bade hero banne chale the- you came out of my tummy, baby. Ab bhugto, Mamma", Ishan teased his pouting husband.
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Cricket One Shots- Extremely Short Stories
FanfictionExtremely short one shots- Mostly Indian cricketers, but few foreigners too.
