Mikey set my plate down in front of me, sitting across the table from me in his own spot. I looked down at the mashed potatoes, broccoli, and chicken, scrunching up my nose.

"I don't like broccoli," I complained.

"You have to eat your vegetables, Gee," Mikey stated.

I shook my head, pouting my lip.

"Gerard," Mikey warned. "I will put you in time out."

I sighed, picking up my fork. I hate time out, worst thing ever invented.

"So, what do you think of Frank?" Mikey asked after a moment of silence.

My eyes lit up and I smiled wide.

"I like him!" I exclaimed happily. "He's so cool and funny and nice!"

"Yeah? Do you like him?" Mikey asked.

"Yeah, I just said that, silly," I said, rolling my eyes.

"No, Gee, I meant do you like like him?" Mikey clarified.

I blushed, shrugging my shoulders and poking my food with my fork.

"Did you know that Frank was a daddy?" Mikey asked.

I felt my stomach clench and my heart break.

"Oh I knew it!" I cried, covering my face with my hands. "He's already somebody else's daddy, I wanted him for myself."

"Gee, he isn't someone else's daddy, but he is a daddy," Mikey stated.

I looked up at him, my bottom lip pouted.

"Really?" I asked quietly.

"Yes, he's single," Mikey said. "You should call him, I think he likes you, it sure seemed like that at the mall today."

"No, I can't do that," I said, feeling myself begin to panic. "He doesn't like me, I'm too ugly and fat and stupid and-"

I was cut off by my ringing phone and I saw Frank's contact show up on the screen.

"Oh my goodness he's calling me what do I do?! I wasn't prepared for this!" I panicked.

"Just answer it," Mikey said, rolling his eyes.

I clicked answer and put the device up to my ear.

"H-hello?" I squeaked out.

"Hey, Gee," Frank greeted.

I got up from the table and hurried down to my bedroom and shutting the door.

"What's up?" I tried to say coolly, leaning against my dresser but ended up stumbling and just resorted to sitting on the edge of my bed.

"I just wanted to hear your voice," Frank said, making me blush.

"But you only saw me a few hours ago," I stated.

"But your voice is beautiful, I could never get tired of it," Frank said, my face burning even brighter. "Although I'm not sure what's prettier, your face or your voice. Or maybe your cute little butt."

I sputtered, hiding my face in embarrassment even though he couldn't see me.

"No...my bum is too fat..." I muttered sadly.

"But do you know what it means if there's a little bit of cushion on your butt?" Frank asked.

I shook my head but said a 'no' when I remembered again that he couldn't see me.

"It means that I can hold it and squeeze it and smack it," Frank whispered.

I gasped at his words, imagining him doing all those things to me. The blush in my cheeks made their way into my panties from the thoughts.

"Would you like me to do that to you, Gee?" Frank whispered quietly.

An 'mhmm' escaped my throat.

"I want to do that to you, I want to hear you whimper and moan and beg and scream," he said. "But not today, sweetheart, I just want to get to know you."

I pouted but couldn't help the flutter in my chest.

"What kind of things do you want to know?" I asked.

"What's your favorite color? What's your favorite animal? If you were in a zombie apocalypse what would be your weapon of choice?" He listed.

"Pink, kittens, and I wouldn't want to hurt the zombies, that's mean, I would let you do it for me and protect me instead, I don't want to get my skirts dirty," I answered.

"But what if they were hurting me?" Frank asked. "Would you kill them then?"

I thought about it before saying, "I don't know...but maybe I would if they were hurting Pippi."

I smiled at my joke.

"Ouch, Gee, you would save Pippi before me?" Frank asked, sounding hurt. "I feel betrayed, how could you do this to me?"

My smile dropped and I felt my eyes fill with tears.

"Frankie, I'm sorry I didn't mean it I was only joking, I didn't mean to hurt you and-"

"Gee, it's okay," Frank interrupted with a small chuckle. "I was only pretending too, I wasn't actually hurt."

"You're not?" I whimpered.

"Of course not, Princess, I would gladly kill zombies for you," Frank reassured. "And I'd let them kill me if that means it would buy you time to get to safety."

I smiled, the bulge in my panties softening after talking for a few hours.

"You've read the book but never watched the movie?" Frank asked.

"The movie is too scary," I said, laying on my bed and looking up at the ceiling with the phone pressed to my ear.

"The book is scary too," Frank pointed out.

"Yeah, but it isn't as scary, I don't have to see all the gross blood," I stated.

"Do you want to watch it with me?" Frank offered. "You can come by my house and we can watch it."

"I don't know...it's scary," I whispered. "I don't want to see her face."

"I'll hold you during the scary parts," he promised. "It'll be fun, we can have a little sleepover and watch cartoons after."

"Will there be food?" I asked.

Because yes, that is a necessity.

"Any kind you want," he stated with a small chuckle.

"Okay, when?" I asked.

"Now?" He suggested.

"Yeah, okay," I agreed, feeling my heart stop.

"Alright, I already know where you live from when Mikey worked for me, it's only about ten or fifteen minutes away," he said. "I'll leave now to pick you up."

"Okay, see you then," I said smoothly.

The second I hung up I let out a scream of panic. There were footsteps running down the hall and my door flew open and I saw Mikey looking at me with worry and Pete peering over his shoulder, who must've just gotten home late from work while I was on the phone.

"What?! What's wrong?!" Mikey panicked.

"Frank is picking me up and I only have ten minutes to make myself look cute and I have nothing to wear!" I shrieked.

Mikey sighed in relief, relaxing and leaning back on Pete slightly.

"Gee, you scared me," he said.

"This is an emergency!" I yelled. "We need to call the national guard to stall Frank's car or something!"

Mikey chuckled and walked away with Pete, shutting the door on the way. I threw off my sweater and skirt, digging through my closet and dropping nearly everything onto my bed. I finally pulled out a light pink dress that was decent enough. It came with a white belt that had a studded bow at the front and a white collar neckline that was also studded. I put that on quickly, leaving on my white thigh highs and grabbing a pair of light pink heels to match the dress. I was in the middle of doing my eyeliner when the doorbell rang.

"Gee! Frank's here!" Mikey called.

"Just a minute!" I yelled back.

I made sure my hair looked nice and nodded at my reflection, assuring myself that I could do this. I grabbed a light colored off-white jacket that had lace at the bottom and hurried down the hall. Frank smiled when he saw me, holding out his hand.

"Bye, Mikey," I said, starting out the door.

"Bye, stay out as long as you want, have fun," Mikey said, shutting the door.

Frank opened the passenger side door for me and he got into the drivers side. I don't know a lot about cars, but I knew this was expensive.

"You look so beautiful," Frank whispered and I looked up to see him staring at me. "Did you get all dressed up just for me?"

I blushed, nodding my head in embarrassment. Oh god, that was really stupid of me.

"You look adorable," he said.

"Thank you," I squeaked out.

We drove the distance to his house. I let out a small gasp when I saw it. It was large and beautiful with manicured lawns and intricate designs in the door and window frames.

"Wow, this place is nice," I said.

"Yeah, well, my family owns Iero Industries so we've got some money," Frank replied.

Oh my Sugar Daddy.

"It's really big," I stated.

"Yeah, I've noticed," Frank said with a chuckle.

I blushed as we got out of the car and walked in through the front door. It was large and had a fancy chandelier hanging from the ceiling.

I think I've found my castle.

"Get the movie playing and I'll get the food," Frank said.

I smiled, hopping into the other room to prepare for our night.