Mikey Way
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[REQUESTED]
You sat down in the dining room to eat, your father Mikey placed the baking dish in the center of the table. He was a terrible cook, but he always insisted on cooking for the family.
“See? I didn't burn it this time... Much.” He said proudly. The meal did look slightly better than his last attempts. “A few more tries and I'll beat that Gordon Ramsay dude.”