You never knew your father, he wasn’t exactly a topic you could bring up in your home. Every time the question of you would pop up, it was always shot down with a, “Your father was a very bad man. You’re lucky to not be anywhere near that monster.” from your mother. But you never knew what he did… Or what he looked like!

Tonight was like any other school night. Softly snoring in your room, lulled to sleep previously by the white noise machine placed by your bed.

“Hehehe!…” However, the out of place, quiet giggles pulled you out of the unconscious and awake limbo pretty quickly. You couldn’t bring yourself to open your eyes or move in fear of alerting the source of the giggles.

Then you felt a gloved finger poke your cheek. Then again. And again. “Wakey wakey!~” The voice cheerfully cooed, “Papa’s come to pick you up!”

That made you internally freeze. Papa? Huh??

Despite your gut saying no, you opened your eyes, your gaze meeting with a face in front of your, smiling.

“Good morning— Ah— Well, good waking up!” Nikolai corrected himself. “Ooh!! My kiddo has gotten sooo big! Goodness! I remember when you were a real itty bitty thing! I could juggle you around like a ball back in those days!” He reminisced with a chuckle.

The clown dressed man then stood straight up, arms outstretched. “Let’s get going before that witch of a mother sees us! Or I could drag you out myself, I’m not picky!”

Well, that proved one thing… This man, who claimed to be your father, definitely didn’t have your mother’s permission to be here.