Michael's P.O.V.
"Daddy...I'm hungry" Mya whined.
We stayed in the hot air balloon for about forty five minutes and then decided we had enough.
I grabbed Mya's hand and led her to the car, thanking Tobi on the way out.
"Ok baby let's go eat somewhere. What are you in the mood for?" She shrugged, "Wendy's maybe.."
I thought for a moment. I guess that'll be ok. "Sure princess, but we can't eat too much because we still have dinner reservations."
We approached the car and I smiled. Louis stood waiting there for us wearing the gold chain. "Woahh nice chain Lou!! Where did you get it?!"
He laughed as his cheeks turned a light shade of red. "Thank you sir. It was a gift from a friend." I chuckled.
Mya and I climbed into the car and shut the door. She yawned and climbed into my lap. "Baby...I thought you were acting older."
She smiled sleepily, "I am but I still need my daddy." I kissed her forehead and rubbed her back. That always seems to settle her nerves and helps her to relax.
"Louis!!" I called causing his eyes to flicker to the rear view mirror then back at the road. "Yes sir?"
"Mya is hungry so we need to stop off at Wendy's really fast." He nodded, "Yes sir."
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It took awhile but by the time we reached Wendy's, Mya was fast asleep. Louis came around and opened the car door signaling for us to step out.
"Mya.." I said softly as I shook her shoulder. She stirred slowly and her eyes fluttered open. "Daddy.." She mumbled reaching her arms out to me. I sighed, "Come on princess we're here." She whimpered and rubbed her eyes. "Daddy... up up." I shook my head, "Baby you can walk. You're suppose to be acting your age." She sat up slowly and held her arms up to me again.
"Please daddy..." She pouted as tears filled her eyes.
I hated seeing her cry so I lifted her up and placed her on my hip. She held onto my shirt tightly burrying her face into my neck. I turned to Louis and spoke, "would you like anything?"
He frowned and shook his head, "No thank you sir I'm fine."
I sighed, "Lou you haven't eaten all day I'm sure you want something." He shook his head, "Mr. Hoffstetter I'm vegan." I chuckled, "Oh yea sorry. How about a salad? I'll make sure they don't put any chicken in it." He nodded smiling a bit, "Yes please."
I entered the store holding Mya securely in my arms. "Daddy... " she mumbled.
"Yes princess?"
She pointed at the over head menu. "Can I have that?" She asked pointing at the chicken nuggets.
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