I'm surprised how good I've been at keeping up with more than one book

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I stood, watching over Frank's shoulder in interest.

"What's that?" I asked.

"This is ramen, babydoll," he said.

Frank opened a package and I giggled.

"Those noodles are in the shape of a block!" I exclaimed.

Frank laughed and nodded as he dropped it into the boiling water. He turned around, wrapping his arms around my waist as he gave me a kiss.

"What are we gonna do at our sleepover, daddy?" I asked.

"We can watch a movie and eat sweets," he suggested.

I smiled and nodded. Frank gave me another kiss before turning back to the pot.

"You told your dad you're staying over, right?" He asked.

"Yeah, I did," I said.

"Good, we don't want him worrying again," he said.

I smiled, hugging Dee. I watched as Frank poured a packet into the pot, mixing everything. I gave him a hug, nuzzling my face into his neck. He laughed and ran a hand through my hair.

"Good boy," frank mumbled, kissing the top of my head.

"What's you gots to do now?" I asked.

"Now we just wait for it to cool down a little and then we can eat it," he said.

Frank lifted my head up and gave me a soft kiss.

"Come on, get the bowls and forks so we can eat," he said.

I nodded, getting two bowls and two forks. He filled them up and I smiled happily as he carried them to the table. The two of us sat and ate happily.

"Is prison a good place?" I asked.

Frank looked up at me with raised eyebrows.

"Why're you asking?" He replied.

"Because my Mama's there and I don't know what it's like," I said. "Is it nice? Nobody never did tell me."

He sighed, patting his lap. I went around the table and sat down as he smiled.

"Prison can be...not so good," he said quietly. "In a way it's like your old home. Cement walls and floors and being locked in 24/7 without allowed contact to anyone."

I smiled, kissing his cheek.

"So it's like home? That's good!" I cheered.

"No, baby," he said softly. "I don't want you really be introduced to all the bad in the world but...it isn't good. It's dangerous and full of bad people."

"B-but my Mama isn't bad, she doesn't deserve to be in there," I said worriedly.

"Babydoll, keeping you in a basement all your life isn't a good thing," Frank said. "That's a very bad thing to do."

"No it's not," I denied. "She was keeping me safe."

Frank sighed, reaching over to grab my bowl.

"Eat up, princess," he said.

The two of us finished and Frank cleaned up the bowls. We went up to his room and he put a movie on on his tv. He pulled something out and I stared at it curiously.

"This is a bean bag," he said. "Sit."

I looked at him in confusion and sat down. I giggled, feeling the weird thing beneath me.

"I've only got one so scootch," he said.

I stood up and he smiled, sitting down and pulling me into his lap. We watched the screen and I smiled happily. It ended and I frowned.

"How about you get changed into some pajamas and we can cuddle in bed and we can watch another movie," he suggested.

I giggled and nodded my head. I got up and jumped on the bed, laughing happily.

"Gotta change into some jim-jam-jimmy-jam-jammy-jams!" I cheered.

He laughed and dug through his dressers.

"C'mon, sweetheart, gotta change," he said.

I jumped off the bed and lifted my arms up. Frank pulled my shirt off, putting on one of his shirts.

"Shorts or sweats?" He asked.

"I don't sleep with pants," I said.

I pushed my skirt down and he blushed.

"Okay, that works too," Frank mumbled.

"Oh, I forgot Dee and Freddie downstairs," I remembered.

I went downstairs, picking up my stuffies as i hurried back up. Frank was already changed and setting up a new movie by the time I got to Frank's room.

"What are we watching now?" I asked.

"Well, I thought we could watch a horror movie, you know, see if you're into them," he said.

"What's a horror movie?" I asked.

"You'll see," he said.

I cuddled up under the blankets as he sat beside me and pressed play. It started okay but then it started to get creepier. I whimpered quietly, holding onto Frank's hand.

"Don't like," I denied.

"No?" He asked, pausing the movie.

I shook my head and he shut the movie off.

"Okay, let's just head to bed then, you tired?" He asked.

I nodded and he went up and switched the light off. I whimpered, pulling the blanket up to my neck. He crawled into bed with me and I frowned.

"Switch sides," I said.

We switched the sides of the bed so he was by the scary door instead of me. I cuddled up by his side and he smiled.

"Are you scared, sugar?" He asked. "Huh? My scared little bunny?"

I nodded softly and he hugged me.

"I know what can take your mind off all that shit," frank mumbled.

"What's that, daddy?" I asked.

He smirked, pushing me back onto the bed. He kissed my neck and I whimpered quietly. Frank's hand went down to my thigh, squeezing softly. He kissed along my jaw, his hand still massaging the soft skin on my thigh.

The door opened and his mom stood in the doorway. Frank pulled away quickly, making sure to keep his blanket over his lap.

"Didn't know you'd be having company," she said.

"I-I'm sorry, I thought you were gonna stay over night," Frank said, not looking his mom in the eye.

"Well, I'd hate to send you home, Gee, that'd be rude," she said. "But I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to sleep in the guest room."

"Mom, c'mon, is that necessary?" Frank complained.

"Judging by what I walked in on, yes," mom replied. "Come here, Gee, I'll show you the way."

I stood up and grabbed my stuff.

"Oh my god, mom, what the hell?" I heard Frank complaining as she shut the door.

She opened a door down the hall and smiled.

"I guess I'll be seeing you for breakfast," she said. "Goodnight, Gee."

She shut the door and I heard her footsteps walking away.

"I can hear when the doors open!" She called.

I cuddled up underneath the blanket. I put my paci into my mouth, wrapping my blankie around shoulders. I hugged my stuffies and whimpered quietly. I was still scared from the movie, really scared. I looked around me at the unfamiliar room in fear.

"I want my Mama," I whimpered. "Wanna go home."

I sniffled, hugging Dee and Freddie. It was so scary, I wanted Mama to come back and get me. I didn't wanna be here, it was too scary. This world was too big and there is too many people and so many rules and things I don't understand. I hate it here. I wanna go back home and live with Mama.

I finally fell asleep after a while. I woke up a little bit later, sun shining in through the window. I sat up, rubbing my eyes. I picked up my stuff, going out to Frank's room. I set my things onto his bed, putting on my skirt. The room was empty and I went downstairs.

"Good morning, baby," Frank said.

He kissed my forehead and I smiled.

"My mom made waffles," he said. "Sorry about last night, by the way, she usually stays the night when she visits my grandpa. It was really embarrassing and trust me, she got an earful for it when I woke up. I'm just really sorry."

I nodded softly and he ran a hand through my hair.

"What's wrong, buttercup?" Frank asked.

"Want my Mama," I whispered.

"Oh, sweetheart, do you wanna come and hang out with my mom?" He offered.

I shrugged my shoulders and he held my hand, pulling me into the dining room. I sat at the table and his mom came in with a plate of something.

"Here we go," she said, sitting down across from us.

They put their food onto their plates and I watched them. I stared at the checkered things and the brown stuff Frank poured over his.

"This is a waffle and this is maple syrup," Frank said.

He put two waffles onto my plate, pouring the syrup.

"We've also got eggs and raspberries," his mom added.

We ate breakfast quietly and I loved the waffles. We finished up and Frank pulled me up to his bedroom.

"Door open!" His mom called.

Frank ignored his mom, shutting the door behind us. He pulled my onto his lap and smiled. I nuzzled my face into his neck and he rubbed my back.

"What's wrong, princess?" He asked.

"Want my Mama," I said softly.

"Want me to take you home?" He offered and I nodded. "To your home with Mikey."

I hesitated for a moment before nodding again.

"Alright, let's get your stuff and I'll drive you home," Frank said.

He patted my butt and I stood up, gathering all my things. Frank gave me a soft kiss and smiled.

"Is there any reason you wanna go home?" He asked.

"Too scary," I muttered. "Don't like it. Mama was right about the monsters, I saw them in the movie."

"No, sweetheart, that movie wasn't real," he denied.

I furrowed my eyebrows and looked at him in confusion.

"But...but it look so real," I stated.

"But it's not, everything is fake, it's just people in costumes," he said.

"Oh," I mumbled, looking down at my feet.

"Do you still wanna go home?" He asked.

I nodded and he ran a hand through my hair. Frank held my hand, bringing me downstairs.

"I'm taking Gee home!" Frank called.

We walked to his truck and drove home quietly. Frank pressed a button and music started playing. I looked at it in fascination, turning the knob to make it get louder and quieter. I turned it up really loud, then back down again so it was just above a whisper before putting it back to what Frank had it set on. I giggled quietly, pressing it and making it stop altogether.

"You're too cute," Frank said.

We got to my house and he leaned over to give me a kiss.

"I'll see you later, sweetheart," he said.

I nodded my head, giggling softly as I kissed his cheek and hopped out of the car.