Page 15 of Their Perfect Daddy

Daisy:

*Mr. and Mrs. Van the Man

Storm:

Murder is always a discussion topic. I will do what is needed to protect the family. Just ask (redacted).

Gale:

Ohhhhhh. That’s a good one. *air five*

Gale:

I meant about the Mr. and Mrs. thing, not the murder stuff. To be clear!

Dewey:

I still hate that I’m D2. She had a ninety-second head start into this world. Why not use our names?

Gale:

Because it annoys you, Dufus.

Snow:

You really should have stuck with D2. Much better than Dufus. Poppy-girl, when is the date again? I need to request time off. You know the season gets busy for me.

Poppy:

**PDF attachment**

Poppy:

There’s everything you need to know. And I don’t care if it’s the biggest game of the season, they can do without you for a few days.

Snow:

Don’t make me sound replaceable, sis. I’m trying to be the best NFL tech support lead out there. What happens if I’m not around to make sure the system is up? Your fiancé will be devastated when his fantasy league falters.

Daisy:

Ewwwww. Don’t talk about sports here. It’s enough when you do it in person.

I decide to jump in the conversation before those two devolve into a heated argument. For as much as I love my siblings, they are definitely a handful and a half. Being the oldest means I was often more a parent than a brother to them. Even now, it’s hard not to virtually tap them on the nose and insist they stop bickering.

Skye:

Thanks for the reminder, Poppy. I’ll be sure to send mine in. Do you need anything else from me to help with wedding prep?

Poppy:

You’re the best big brother ever! All is well for now.

Gale:

Hey now! You have more than one big brother. Don’t go claiming faves.

Rayne:

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