2p Canada x child reader

Chapter 3

   It was dinner time. I was in the middle between daddy and Francois. Oliver was across from Francois and the man from earlier was across from daddy. I tugged on daddy's sleeve. He looked down at me with an eyebrow raised. "Who's that?" I asked as I pointed at the man. "That's a dumbass, don't talk to him. Your not allowed to talk to dumbasses." Said daddy. "Ok daddy." I said. The man choked on his food. "Matt, I never knew you were a pedo!" Guffawed the man. "She's my daughter Al, shut the fuck up." Daddy growled at what seems to be Al. "Swear jar Matt." Said Oliver. I had chicken nuggets and I was full so I threw a piece of chicken nugget at Al. With out hesitation, Al tried strangling me but daddy held me before Al could touch me. "Touch my daughter again cock sucker and I'll chop off your dick and feed it to my bear." Said daddy as he held me close. Al narrowed his eyes. "Matt! Al!" Oliver was mad. "The little shit threw a chicken nugget at me!" Shouted Al. "And I would've handle-" "you ain't touching my kid." There was fighting here and there. I don't like fighting so I covered my ear to make it stop. Daddy noticed this and took me away from the fighting. I uncovered and I could hear him mumble. "I can't wait to move out." I looked up at him. He looked angry and like I did last time I rubbed his arm. He instantly calmed after that. "Daddy, are you actually moving?" I asked. We were in daddy's room and he placed me on the bed. "Soon." Said daddy. "Do you have pajamas?" Asked daddy. I nodded and went to my suit case. I unzipped it and grabbed out my PJs. "Can you do it on your own?" Asked daddy. I nodded and daddy turned around. "Just ask me if you need help." Said daddy. "Okie!" I said cheerfully as I undress and put on my PJs. "You can turn around now daddy!" I said as daddy turned around. My PJ's was in skulls just like my shirt. I yawned. "I'm tired daddy..." I yawned as I lay down. Daddy tucked me in. "Night." Daddy said as he was about to leave. "Wait! Can you sing to me?" I asked. Daddy turned around. "I don't sing." Said daddy. "Moma said when you and Moma were together you would sing to her." I said. Daddy grabbed out a chair and sat down. "What song to do want me to sing?" Asked daddy. "January!" I said excitedly. "That one was your mothers favorite." Chuckled daddy. "It's mine too!" I said. Daddy adjusted his throat. "Come January Come January
Harken the year you deign to show
Come with your winter A winds a blowing
Come January til you go" sang daddy. My eyes were in stars.
"Come January Come January
Bring what you will amidst the snow
Here by the fire I keep your cold away
Come January til you go." With that, I was knocked cold. Daddy kissed my head and turned off the light. "Night Abs." Said daddy as he shuts the door.