" Kid! Come on, get up. You'll be late for school if you sleep anymore. "

Mickey shook you awake, already rummaging through your closet for clothing.

" Go brush your teeth and your hair, breakfast is already ready. "

You groaned, rolling out of bed and shuffling to your bathroom which was connected to your room.

After brushing your teeth and hair-- You came out to see your clothes neatly laid out on your bed for you. You could hear your dad downstairs on the phone with somone-- Probably cousin Oona about uncle Oswald.

You quickly threw on your clothes and grabbed your school supplies and books, skipping a couple steps down the stairs.

" Toast and eggs today. I'm heading off to work, okay? Love you kiddo. "

Mickey ruffled your hair and kissed your temple, Toodles following behind him as your dad lit up a cigar.

Now you just needed to eat, cleanup and then wait outside.

You where really the apple of your dads eye-- The light of his life. He always thought he'd be a horrible father to be completely honest. Work was everything to him before you came along. Mickey smiled fondly at a photo of you he had tucked in his sun visor.