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Maria Carmen 2000s *18*

*Part 18. Hope you like it-Fluffykins*

Me: *Pulling Dalton with me* C'mon Dalton. 
Dalton: Your dad isn't going to like me, Maria.
Me: Stop being a baby and assuming stuff.
Dalton: I'm not assuming anything. It's just normal fathers don't enjoy their baby girls bringing guys home.
Kevin: It's true. Michael does still think of you as that wild little 3-year-old.
Me: Well, I'm not that wild 3-year-old anymore. I am a very mature 25-year-old with a beautiful 4-year-old daughter, and I don't believe I need to be scared of what my daddy says about the guy I bring home.
Dalton&Kevin: Your nervous, too?
Me: To the very pit of my soul.
Kevin: Then why are we doing this?
Me: Cause I want Daddy to meet him.
Dalton: But you just said-
Me: I know what I said. Listen to what I am saying now.
Dalton&Kevin: Um...oohkay.

Kevin, Dalton and I walked through the front doors of Neverland and started walking in the hallways trying to find out where my father would be. Where on earth-wait...I hear his and Chris Tucker's loud laughing from his studies. Yep. Daddy has to tone down his laughing...juuust a tad bit.

Dalton: I'm not sure about this...so I'll wait outside! *Starts to turn around*
Kevin: *Grabs the back of Dalton's shirt and starts dragging him upstairs*
Me: I'll give it to Kev. He may look like he isn't strong, but I'll feel sorry to whoever he actually gets in a fight with.

I fallowed my idiot and my new idiot up the stairs to my dad's studies. Kevin and I both opened the doors, and whatever dad and Chris were talking about they stopped and looked at us.

Daddy: Um..hey guys.
Me: Hey daddy.
Kevin: Hey Mike.
Chris: What? I don't get a hey or a hi?
Kevin: Heyyyy Chrrriss.
Chris: Hey man.
Me: Hey.
Chris: Hey MC.
Dalton: I, um, guess hi..too?

Daddy leaned one way to look behind Kevin to see Dalton while Chris did the samething.

Chris: Kev, don't you gotta house you can take your dates to?
Kevin: Yes, I do. Though this is not my date.
Daddy: Then whose date is he?
Kevin: *Points to me*
Dalton: *Does the same*
Me: *Holds my hand up*
Daddy: Oh. Oh, no. Talk time. *Turns to Chris* Chris, do you-
Chris: Say no more. Hey, Kev. Ever been to Club Showdon?
Kevin: No. I've passed by it a few times here and there. Why?
Chris: Well...no telling how long this little father-daughter chat will be so...my treat.
Kevin: They got good drinks there?
Chris: Yeah. And a good show.
Kevin: I can tell your going for the show. *Leaves out of the door*
Chris: *Fallows behind them* And I can tell your going for the  drinks.

I rolled my eyes looking at them. I swear, they're going to fight in their car on the way there to the club. Dalton got up from the floor and turned around to face Daddy, as I was doing.

Daddy: Now, um-
Dalton: Dalton, sir.
Daddy: Dalton, have a seat.

Dalton nervously sat in the chair that Chris was sitting in. And to add to his nervousness...it was in front of my father, also. Yeah. Nice Daddy...freak the guy out why don't ya.

Me: Daddy. Be nice.
Daddy: I'm not gonna do anything.
Me: Mhm. Like I believe that.
Daddy: Maria Carmen. I'm just going to ask him some questions.
Dalton: Sir?
Daddy: Yes, Dalton?
Dalton: I know you're probably thinking that I'll just end up hurting your daughter like everyone else has in the past. But with respect, sir, you're wrong.
Daddy: I beg your pardon?
Dalton: You're wrong.
Me: *Covers my eyes with my hand*
Daddy: How so?
Dalton: Because I know your type of parent after their child has been hurt so many, many times. I am just here to allow you to know I'm not one of those guys that try to hurt an innocent girl. And yes she told me about some people just trying to get to her because the Princess of Pop. But Michael, Mr. Jackson, Sir, I am here as of now to tell you...I am not in it for the money, the chance for fame, nor am I here just to get soemthing out of your daughter...I am here simply because I do care fore your daughter. She is different from all the other girls I've known in the past. I am also not going to leave her side just 'cause I know she has a young child. And I'm surely not going to leave her side because I am aware of now who her father, mother and her family is. I promise you. If I ever do harm your child in away...you may do whatever you like to me. For I wouldn't want to go anymore if I do harm your lovely daughter. You have my word, Michael.

It took a few minutes till the next thing I know, Daddy had a smile on his face. I smiled my ownself seeing that. I couldn't beleive it...he was actually smiling at a guy I brought home. Daddy held his hand out for Dalton to shake. Dalton shook my father's hand. Daddy got up and kissed the top of my head and walked out of his studies. I walked over and sat on the arm of the chair Dalton sat on.

Me: *Smiles and nudges his arm*
Dalton: *Looks at me, smiles and nudges my arm back*
Me: *Laughs*
Dalton: *Does the same*
Me: Told you you'd survive.
Dalton: Yeah. I just hope your dad don't end up hating me later on.
Me: *Hugs him* I'm sure he won't.
Dalton: I hope not. Know why?
Me: So you won't die?
Dalton: That, not the real reason though.
Me: What is it then?
Dalton: I wouldn't get to do this.
Me: What are yo-*Gets stop by Dalton's lips catching mine*

I was shocked for a minute, then I settled into the kiss and began kissing back. We broke apart shortly after and walked out of my dad's studies. Something told me, good things were going to happen. Very good things.

*Next part coming soon.*

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