Chapter Four| Broken Microwave

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K.C

I yawned after countless of times. I looked up at dad who watched Uncle Luke play his guitar.

"Sing Amendia daddy!" Jacq yelled, uncle Luke laughed.

"You mean Amnesia?" Jacq nodded, giggling, Luke looked at daddy and nodded.

"Okay, baby, sit down, daddy has to play now." I pouted, crossing my arms.

"Cant they play without you, daddy?" I asked, Uncle Luke laughed.

"K.C, Michael's just as important to this band. Without him, we're not a band." I noticed Daddy slightly smiling.

"So, baby, go play with the girls while we practice for tour." I tilted my head.

"What's tour?" I asked.

"God, K.C are you that stupid! Its when they sing to people!" Baylie yelled after she was playing with Steph.

"Oh." Was all I replied and went to sit down somewhere.

"K.C." I didn't answer daddy, he started walking towards me.

"Say your sorries." Ash demanded as he stared at Baylie.

"I think not, Panda." Baylie replied, Daddy picked me up.

"K.C, its okay to not know things." He said softly, I just nodded.

"Wanna climb on my back while I play?" I nodded. He kneeled down as I climbed onto his back, holding onto him.

"One! Two! Three! Four!" Ashton yelled, clacking his drum sticks together. Daddy started playing while moving his body around, I giggled focusing on daddy instead of Uncle Luke who was singing.

Jacq stood by Uncle Luke as he sang to her and she tried singing back. Baylie sat on Uncle Ash's lap while he played drums and she smacked a few notes too. Steph clapped her hands at Uncle Calum.

"Daddy, can I play your guitar?" I asked he nodded, he sat down putting me on his lap and placed his guitar in front of me. Its black with white X's on it, made from tape.

"Strum it with this." He gave me a thing in the shape of a triangle.

"What's this, daddy?" I asked, he handed it to me.

"Its called a pick, you play the strings with it instead of using your fingers." I nodded, he positioned it correctly in my hand. I flicked my wrist and made a sound.

"Daddy! I made a sound!" He clapped and said to do it again. He did something at the top of the guitar and it didnt come out in a bad sound it turned out good.

"Looks like we're gonna have another member of the band!" Uncle Calum said, referring to me. I giggled and did it again.

"You got it, K.C!" Uncle Luke yelled.

"Good job, K.C!" Jacq yelled, smiling at me, I smiled back.

"Thank you, Jacq. Good singing!" I yelled, she smiled.

"Thank you." I nodded and continued to play my dad's guitar. After so long daddy picked me up.

"It's time to go home, baby." I nodded and wrapped my arms around daddy's neck. I yawned, and laid my head on his neck.

"But daddy, I'm hungry." I said, softly.

"Baby girl, you want some pizza rolls?" I nodded.

"Okay then, when we get home I'll make you some pizza rolls." I nodded.

"Okay, daddy." He put me in my carseat, it was so dark outside. I watched daddy set his guitar beside me. I turned my head going to sleep. I woke up in my bed in the middle of the night.

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