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Viktuuri x Daughter Reader: Macaroni and Cheese

Notes: In this One-shot, you were adopted by Viktor and Yuuri a year after they married. At the time, you were 14 and now are 16. You are cool with your Gay Iceskating parents. 

What Words mean: (Numbers will be where the word is used so you can check and see what the word means.)

(1.) Makkachin, Shush! Ne prosypay papu. =  Makkachin, Shush! Don't wake up Papas'. 

(2.) Shh..Shhh! Papa spal! Ne razbudi ikh, Makkkhin! =Shh..Shhh! Dad's are asleep! Don't wake them, Makkchin!

(3.)  Tsvetok = Flower

(4.)  Moy  Tsvetok = My Flower

(Reader's P.o.V) 

I quietly moved through the halls of the large apartment, more like built like a freaking penthouse. Makkachin seemed to have awoken like I had done. I looked outside, seeing the Russian snowy land, covered in a fresh layer of white frost and snow, it was quite beautiful. 

Makkchin's nails tapped the floor as I quietly walked into the kitchen, pulling out a packaged I hide not too long ago. A large smirk came across my lips as I knew it was time to open it. I grabbed a knife and cut open the package. A large Amazon label was on the brown box. Before I pulled out the contents, I quickly moved over and turned on the stove, putting a pot on top of it, and adding in hot water from the sink. 

I went back over, putting a skillet type of pan on top of a different burner, turning on that burner also. A smirk came on my lips as I wore my warm p-j's in the cold weather, it was a hell of alot colder here than in (Place you originated from). I went over towards the brown package, pulling out a blue box that read Macaroni and Cheese. I was craving the easy to make food. I heard the pot of water start to boil, I quickly opened the package, pulling out a box and pouring the noodles into the pot, the whole time Makkchin watched in interest at what I was doing with this foreign food. 

I opened the fridge, pulling out some type of pork sausages, taking them out and putting them on the counter, Makkchin went crazy. He started to circle, excited as I put them on the counter, my vision went onto him as he seemed to get excited. I shook my hands trying to get him from making noise and waking up Dad's. I closed the fridge, Makkachin wasn't having it as the brown poodle started to bark. 

" Makkachin, Shush! Ne prosypay papu!(1)" I loudly whispered.  I only spoke my little Russian to our dog, as it normally made my Dad, Viktor mad that I wouldn't talk to him in Russian as much as I did too Makkachin who now only listened to me if I spoke Russian.  

He didn't care to listen as he barked, wanting me to give him a sausage on the counter, But I wasn't ready to give them up, they were for my Mac'n Cheese! He attempted to keep barking for the sausage, but I lowered my self-trying to shush him. 

"Shh..Shhh! Papa spal! Ne razbudi ikh, Makkkhin!!(2)" I attempted to scold the dog, but he didn't care, he wanted the sausage. (Fathers like dog)

I stood up, grabbing one, giving in, and offering it too, but a yawn distracted me. I looked over, seeing both my Dad's, Viktor and Yuri, staring at me confused.

"Deh... Uh.. Morning, Papas'!" I said Papa with a Russian accent. Makkchin quickly jumped up, grabbing the sausage from my hand and trotted away as I attempted to call him it. "Makkachin, You ungrateful-.." I stopped looking, seeing Viktor and Yuri, walking up to start to make Coffee and tea. 

"Morning, my dear." Viktor said with a smile. But on the other hand, my Dad Yuuri had no interest in being awake. 

"Sorry Papas', I was cooking and Makkchin started to go crazy." I said lowering my head, feeling bad. 

"Don't worry my Tsvetok.(3)" Viktor said, scoffing my hair. I slightly glared at him, but quickly changed into a smile. 

"What are you making?" Yuuri asked as he took a sip from his tea. I looked up, changing my direction too the cutting board and cutting the sausages. 

"American Style Mac'n Cheese!" I said excitedly. "With Pork Sausages!" I said with a smirk. I quickly stirred the noodles, and put the sausage slices in the frying pan, cooking them. Viktor's face lit up with excitement. 

"Oooh! We get to try my Tsvetok's native food!" Viktor said excitedly. 

"Papa." I said in a Japanese accent, getting the Yuuri's attention. 

"Have you tried Mac'n Cheese before?" I asked. 

"No, I haven't!" He said giving a smile. 

"Well, it's not much bu-.." Viktor's excitement seemed to be overwhelming as he quickly pulled out his phone, taking a group selfie, which Neither Yuuri or I was ready for. 

I quickly moved as he types, super excited, Yuuri attempted to calm my father down as he seemed way over joy. I pushed aside the cut sausage from cooking anymore as I pulled over the pot that the noodles were cooking in. I grabbed the strainer, pouring out the noodles and putting them in the empty pot, I quickly grabbed milk and butter as I added it into the pot, including the cheese packet and sausages and mixed it together. Viktor watched over my shoulder as I stirred the mac together, it quickly blended into its cheesy goodness as both Viktor and Yuuri watched impatiently. 

"Papa" I said in my Japanese accent, catching Yuuri's attention. "Could you grab plates?" He gave a nod as I looked at my other Dad. "Papa, could you grab the silver wear?" He gave a nod as he went ahead to do so as I kept mixing. "Spasibo!" I said as a smirk came onto Viktors face. He ruffled my hair, placing his hand on my head. 

"Moy Tsvetok.(4)" Viktor said. He placed the silverware where Yuri was placing 3 dishes. Viktor quickly placed the silverware, and started to hug is husband, kissing him on the cheek. A smile came to my face as I joked. 

"Ew gross." I joked, bringing over a large spoon and the pot. I went a place a generous amount onto their plates and then left some over as I walked to Makkachin's bowl, placing the last amount, calling the dog over. "Ya Zavtrakal!" 

"oH, my Goodness!" Viktor said clasping his hand, both my eager fathers waited for me to come over so they could eat. He quickly took his phone out, taking a picture, Instagram it and then took a bite. Him and Papa's face lit up with eagerness to eat, Before I knew it, Makkchin was downing his food. I went over and sat down next to my Dads and started to eat myself. 

I smiled as I took a bite myself, I checked my phone, looking at my father's Instagrams of my food. He said very kinda things in the caption, which put me to the point of tears in my eyes. Before Viktor and Yuuri, I couldn't find a home, I was very unwanted for being my age.. Most people don't want teenagers, and honestly, I was a bitch to everyone, my Dad's changed me alot.

"Moy Tsvetok?.." Viktor asked with worry, quickly Yuuri noticed and they both stood up from their seat in worry. 

"Whats wrong?!" They asked with such concern. I looked up with a smile, attempting to wipe my tears.

"I'm not upset, I'm just overly happy.." I said trying not to cry. "Thank you for adopting me. I can't dream of any better parents." I said as they both smiled. They quickly came over and hugged me as I cried with a smile. 

"Thank you." 

BOOIIIII THAT IS IT. WHY DOES THIS MAKE ME SO HAPPY. BLESS YOUR SOUL FOR READING. THANK YOU FOR READING. LEAVE REQUESTTTTTTT. BAI.