“ And why are you still up?? “

The kitchen light flicked on, revealing your father, Giovanni. Leader of Team Rocket and sleepy dad of two— Er.. One.

He had caught you in the act of sneaking some Oreo’s into your mouth. His Oreo’s.

“ You woke up Persian with all your racket, troublemaker. . . Grab me some cookies too, wouldn’t you? “

He requested, walking to the fridge to grab some milk.

“ And quit climbing on my nice counters. Use a chair. “

Giovanni lightly reprimanded as you dropped yourself off the marble counters.

“ Now sit. We’ll eat together. Then your going back to bed and i’m getting ready for work. “

He set two glasses of milk onto the kitchen table, ruffling your hair.

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Giovanni rubbed your shoulder as he walked you back to your bedroom— Laying you down, you felt his prized Persian jump into bed with you and curl up.

“ Persian will stay here with you today, alright?? When I get home from work, we can go to the park and maybe some shopping. Be good for her, okay??? I’ll see you soon. “

He kissed your head.