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𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐑𝐈 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐀𝐁𝐀𝐒𝐀𝐒
𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐀
TONY
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'Beep beep, Mags,' Tony called out, blowing the horn faster. 'Move your tiny tush faster!'
Parents stared and whispered at his language but he really couldn't give a shit.
One of the many things Tony loved doing with Margo was their little pick-up and drop-off routine they had fallen into. Elle would tag along on somedays, extending his part-time chauffeur job. He had even upped the 'daddy' factor, as Elle had kindly coined it, by purchasing a Subaru SUV. After the first few days of chauffeuring, he realized that driving a toddler in a roaring expensive Audi to school was the key to terrible parenting. Hence, the automobile change. Besides, he loved the spacious nature to the vehicle. It even had a little cup-holder to hold his hourly-intake of caffeine.
Not to toot his own horn but Tony prided in being a pretty badass driver. He loved the speed, the thrill of going above the limit that he managed to keep under the reigns when Elle and Margo rode with him. Once they left the car, the accelerator was mounted to his foot with duct tape.
Margo, deliberately, slackened her pace down the stairs of the preschool and shot Tony a naughty smile. Her bag bobbed with her jump, the curly ponytail swinging with the movement. Tony glared hard when she irked him further, pausing with every step before she reached the door to the car. He locked it shut, playing it her way.
'Hey!' She shouted, yanking on the sealed handle. Her shout was muffled as she tugged the handle again. 'Open up!'
He rolled down the window to the front, seeing her head bob up to meet his eye. She was standing on tiptoes, her tiny hands gripping the panes and channelling a glare of her own.
'Let me in,' she complained. 'Please?'
'You made me wait,' Tony hummed, tossing the rear-view mirrors a check. 'Give me one good reason why I should let you in.'
