Mace made fun of you for anything, the way you talked, the tiny lisp you had, the way you looked. If you did something, he had no choice but to make fun of you for it. So when he heard you call your dad daddy, he knew he was going to have a freaking field day.

He bathed into your room, having to turn to the side a bit so he can fit through the doorway. He had a smug smirk under his mask when he thought of the best way to make fun of you. "Sorry I forgot to call you, daddy, I was just so busy sleeping with other soldiers, it won't happen again, daddy."

Mace crossed his arms and stared at you. He was loving all of this.