5 years later
The first day of Ari's third world tour:
Malcolm's POV
I wake up in Arizona, rolling over to hug my wife, my hands landing on empty sheets.
I yawn and stretch, a smile playing on my lips as I hear beautiful laughter coming from downstairs.
I but on some sweatpants and make my way downstairs to where Ari and Gigi and giggling together.
When they see me they beam wider!
"DADDDYY!" Gigi squeals. Ari and our daughter get up and hug me a the the same time.
"Me and Mamma are so excited for the first show!" Gigi beams flailing her arms in the air. I pick my daughter up whilst kissing Ariana on her soft lips. Our eyes meet.
"Good morning Babu." She kisses me again.
"Morning angel."
My stomach grumbles and my wife giggles at me.
"Someone's hungry." She teases.
I sit with my wife and daughter as we eat breakfast. Halfway through a mouthful of pancakes I burst out laughing.
"What is it?!!" Ariana laughs at me laughing.
"You and Giovana are both wearing the same thing."
"I want to look like mummy duh." The little 5 year old looks at me sassily.
I grin at the sudden shadiness. She's been listening to grumpy Ariana too much and now I have two sassy little ladies in the house.
"Gigi baby, you are beautiful and intelligent just like your mamma."
"Thanks, daddy." She blushes.
"You're welcome princess."
ARI's POV
We finish breakfast and afterward we jump into our ride to the arena. Gigi is coming on tour with us and she is so excited. I'm over the moon my baby girl wants to come with me.
She watches as I get dressed and Daniel does my makeup.
"Mummyy tonight I want to match you. You look amazing. Yas bitch."
I scowl at Daniel, who Gigi has evidently picked up the sassy language from.
Daniel wiggles his eyebrows at me.
"She gets it from you too you know." He shrugs, applying highlighter to the tip of my nose.
"I do queenty." Gigi says in her cute little voice.
"Giovana Grande McCormick you can say what the hell you want. But if you say the word bitch in front of daddy, the both of us will get in trouble." I say seriously.
"Okay Mamma I'm sorry."
"Now come here let's have a hug." I say, kneeling and stretching my arms out as the tiny green-eyed brunette jumps into them.
Gigi puts on her pink ballet leotard and comes out on stage with me whilst we warm up with the dancers.
She walks out with determination and they all awww at her. She blushes a little and runs towards me clinging onto my leg. I stroke her back and tell her its okay. Eventually, she relaxes and takes my hand. We approach the dancers together and Gigi warms up to them very quickly.
She hugs Boiboi who she know well, because I've been paying him to teach her dance. They have become good friends and honestly Boiboi has been an amazing instructor for my little one.
