Wyatt POV: Age - 52
I push the other lunch bag slightly as my daughter sits down in front of me.
-For you.
Unity-Thanks.
-How was your night?
Un-I got through.
-So something was bothering you. Was it me?
Un-No, no. Of course not. You're my dad, how can you, my dad, possibly bother me? Ridiculous.
-I don't know. Maybe because I'm jealous of you and Michael being a couple.
She stays silent for a bit before she speaks up.
Un-How did you knew?
-I suspected for a long time now but now you just confirmed it.
Un-Sorry for not telling you.
-I'm not angry. Disappointed yes, a little but I'm not angry and I understand.
Un-So you approve of it?
-Yes and no.
She gives me a look and I explain.
-Yes because you're happy and no because I'm your protective father and I'm jealous.
Un-At least you admit it.
-How long you been together then? I suspect six months.
Un-We celebrated the anniversary of our first year yesterday.
-I suspected there was something with him yesterday at dinner. Why didn't you told me the truth? Why did you lied?
Un-Because of you. You insinuated you wanted me single and I got afraid and I couldn't tell you.
-Well, for what is worth, I'm sorry. But word of advice. I would really like and prefer you to be single, without him but if you're happy with him, then you have my blessing.
Un-Thank you dad. I still have one more thing that you got to know.
-Don't tell me that you're pregnant.
Un-No dad, not yet. Is the step before that. He wants to ask you for my hand in marriage. Give him your blessing for that. Please dad.
-You already have my blessing.
Un-Yes but when he comes and ask you himself, please be nice with him. Don't be too hard on him.
-Yes I understand and I will but calm down. Easy, slow down. Breathe, take slow deep breaths.
She does and so I smile and taking her hand I kiss it.
-Is alright. Unfortunately for me I can't keep you just for myself any longer but I'm always here if you need me. Now then, tell me everything. I promise not to interrupt you until you're finish speaking.
Un-You're the best dad ever. Do you promise to calm me down if I get way too excited?
-I promise but only for that reason.
She nods and so I listen to everything she says and I'm happy at how happy she is.

Mustang POV: Age - 62
I am home cooking dinner for everyone with my sister when she speaks.
Fox-Penny for your thoughts.
-Is just, I'm proud of my boys.
Fox-They are great and that's thanks to you. You're a great father to them and now they are great fathers themselves.
-I know and I'm proud of them.
Fox-Go with your grandkids. I'll finish cooking and serving lunch.
I sigh and looking at them playing in the garden I smile.
-Alright, you can finish cooking. I'm going to play with the kids. Thanks.
I kiss her cheek and cleaning my hands I go play with my grandkids.
Tucker POV: Age - 28
I smile happy as I look at Lucy, my two year old daughter, playing with her toys on top of her blankets and being happy. I look at my wife reading her book on the other side of the couch and chuckling I go back to my own reading. After having read a few pages I feel a pull on my shirt. Is barely noticeable but I still feel it so I turn to see what got me and I smile when I see is my daughter.
-Hi little one.
She mumbles smiling at me and sitting up straighter I grab her up to my lap.
-Who is the cutest toddler ever? Yes you are, my special little girl.
She laughs as I tickle her softly making faces and just being silly with her and I stop when she speaks her first word.
-What?
I bounce her a bit until she speaks again and I hear her clearly this time around.
Lucy-Ada. Dada. Dad.
-My girl. Daddy. Da ddy.
L-Dada.
T-Now she walks and talks.
-Our girl is growing way too fast.
T-She is indeed.
-Let's get her to sleep.
T-Why? Is early and is not her bedtime or nap either.
-Tatiana. Babe.
She looks at me and so she understands what I mean.
T-Together we get her to sleep and together we will play.
I laugh and so we do as we want and is easier than expected and way more enjoyable than we thought it would be.

Cyrus POV: Age - 25
I wake up by the alarm and turning it off I find myself in a sour mood, again. I groan and going to get ready I just do it plainly. As I turn to get my suit's jacket on something falls on the floor. I pick it up and I don't know if I'm sad or angry at seeing the ring I gave my exfiancee when I proposed to her. She broke up with me just three days before the wedding, wich was supposed to happen last month. She's already with someone else so I have to forget her completely.
-No. Stop thinking about her. Is not good or healthy for you.
I look at myself in the mirror and I sigh at how bad I look. I finish getting ready and I go to work, thankfully work is good and smooth so I deserve a good relaxing night so I go to a bar. I sit at the far back booth and when the server comes to ask for my order and I order.
?-What would your order be?
-The strongest beer, wine or wathever you have in the bottle and I will pay you double the salary if you stay as my personal waiter for the night.
?-I can't be your personal waiter.
-Double your paycheck plus tips.
?-I can't...........
-Triple plus a very big tip.
He nods and goes get my drink and when he comes back he just stands there.
-Sit down and play in your phone or wathever. It creeps me that you stay standing there in silent.
?-What do I have to do for you?
-Always keep me with a drink here until I get drunk and fall unconcious.
?-Sounds easy enough.
-Oh yeah, the hard part is getting me drunk. I'm quite tolerant to alcohol but then again, it is my first time drinking so, it might be easier than I think.
?-I can stay with you. I got nowhere to go, no one to meet. I'm all yours.
-Good.
With that I start drinking and I drink about a dozen bottles of all kinds of beers and wines before they come to me.
Owner-Sir. We're closing, you got to go.
-Sure. You, come home with me, the house is ours to keep drinking in the afterparty.
?-Sure. Let's go.
-At my place is just us two and you can drink too. We still have to stop to buy more drinks and beers and I also have room service and a cellar myself and servants.
?-You're joking.
-No. I'm not. Let's go.
I drive us home and once there I take out all the alcohol I have and we drink it together. He gets drunk quickly but I'm still not drunk. I'm not sure what it is but I suspect is the drinking when he starts kissing me and undressing me and I don't want to stop so I kiss him back and I let him use me as his sexual toy and he let's me use him as mine as we do it all over my place in all the positions we can think of. When he falls unconcious I charge him to bed and I let him be as I keep drinking and I even call whores and bitches to my apartment and I end up making an orgy and several more all with different people each time. Is quite hard for me because I'm a divine being, I have a lot of stamina and energy and it takes me a while to do anything fully. After a week, I find myself at the bar again and is that night that I finally fall unconcious and drunk to the floor. I get glimpses of what's happening and I see my exfiancee there with me but I quickly fall unconcious again and this time, the next time I wake up I groan as my head hurts a lot with a very bad hangover. I try to fall asleep again as I cover my eyes with my arm but unable to fall asleep and unable to stop remembering I start crying.

Owen POV: Age - 52
I am having breakfast when I hear soft sobs and cries and I know that Cyrus, my son, is awake. I get up and grabbing a pill for hangovers and a glass of water i go to my room where I left him sleep for the three days he's been asleep after his week long drinking and fornicating and a wild party. I suspect why he did it and I will ask but first he has to be alright. I go to him and I shake him slightly.
-Cyrus, is dad, I'm here for you.
He shifts slightly towards me and I speak.
-I got you a pill for the headache and the hangover.
He sits up and I help him as he's dizzy and unbalanced and he takes the pill when I give it to him.
Cy-I don't know if I had a happy dream or a sad dream.
-Why? What did you dreamt about?
Cy-She was with me. I really did loved her.
-Come here. Well, she wasn't your other half but I'm sure you'll find your perfect other half when you least expect it.
Cy-I really loved her. Why did she did that to me?
-Forget about that. Forget her, move on, you'll see love will come when it has to come.
I hold his head in my lap as he keeps crying softer this time and looking at him I sigh. I won't tell him it was her who got him here. I don't want to get him hopeful or with a fake illusion that she's going to come back. He falls asleep quickly as the pill starts kicking in on him.

Wyatt POV: Age - 52
I go to my daughter's work one day because I have a few details and offers for her wedding and her honeymoon and as I go in her office I find her working with her fiancee by her side. She's a model and fashion designer so her job consists on trying on clothes and designing them. Right now she is changing clothes, getting undressed to be specific so I go in opening the door just enough to get in before I close it getting their attention.
Un-Dad.
She hugs me and I hold her smiling happy.
-My little girl and she's almost naked.
Un-I'm trying on samples of wedding dresses. For the base of the dress and you know, know wich one I want.
-Don't you think getting dressed and undressed should be in private on a dressing room. Being decent.
Un-Please dad. My office is mine and is private and is locked. Is decent.
-A woman being undressed in front of two guys is decent.
Un-Not always but this is the exception to the rule. You're my dad and he's my fiancee.
-Fine, wathever. Now then, have you tried them all?
Un-Yes.
M-Several times each.
Un-They all look and feel good but I just can't choose one.
-Let's do something else then. You mentioned a tridimensional table.
Un-Right. Let's get to it then.
She turns to get dresses and we start planning everything together.

To be continued.......................