Sechenov. What comes to mind for the inhabitants of the USSR when they hear this surname? Dmitry Sechenov, of course. Intelligent, respected, strict, kind, caring, scientist and of course director of enterprise 3826, that's who he was.

Except that few people knew that Sechenov was actually a loving father. He had you, his child.

Unfortunately your mother left you. Well, at least that's what Sechenov said, and what was with her really you didn't know, and you didn't want to, you were too young to worry about where your mom is when there is a dad like him.

Sechenov spared nothing for you. Toys? Please, you have tons of them, and if you want a new one, he'll buy you one. Go to work with him? No problem, just don't distract him. Play with his twin bodyguards? Okay, but be careful.

He loved you and he loved to spoil you, after all, you were still a child and you should have had a better childhood.

It was summer, and in the summer you didn't usually go to daycare, so you could have all the fun you wanted.

Today Sechenov took you to work with him. So you sat in his big office and played with toys, scurrying back and forth, while Dmitry sat at his desk and perused the new newspaper between jobs.

His twins watched you in case you fell or something. But mostly you stayed on your feet and played with your toys.

But at some point you got bored and looked over at your father who was still sitting at the table reading the paper, so you ran up to him grabbing the handle of the chair

“Daddy!” You exclaimed to get his attention, which actually worked.

“Yes, sunshine?” Said Dmitry looking at you and putting the paper down.