.: My little Pet~ :. The Sequel .:. Mafia x Omegaverse

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.: three hours later:. No more time skips- I promise.

George leaned against the counter, taking his medicine and a glass of water.
"I am okay." He took a deep breath, smiling.
"I am fine."

He placed his empty cup in the sink, he will wash the dishes later.

"There." George just needed to distract himself.
"Now- what should I d-"

"Mama..?"

George turned around, seeing zuma hold his plushies and the blanket Punz got him.
"Hello darling." He smiled- it was quite early in the morning.. about- 4-5 am.

"Is daddy home..?" Zuma rubbed his eye, frowning.
"He's been gone since my birthday..." he whined.
"I miss him."

George's gaze softened as he walked over.
"He will be here soon..." he rubbed zumas cheek.
"He's just working is all."

"Promise..?" Zuma tilted his head, whining.
"I miss daddy."

"I promise." George placed a kiss on zumas forehead.
"Now.. how about we bake some cookies?" He smiled, wanting to make zuma feel better.
"While we wait for him to come back."

Zuma gasped, instantly smiling.
"Ya!!" He nodded.
"Cookies!"

"Go put bunny and wolfy on the couch, make sure to tuck them with that new blanket of yours." George ruffled zumas hair, giggling softly.
"Go on... and be mindful- patches is on the couch."

Zuma nodded, walking towards the living room.
"Patchy!" He smiled.

George stood up, walking back into the kitchen to grab the ingredients.
"Hmm.." he smiled, grabbing everything they needed.
"Chocolate chip sounds good."

After a few moments zuma came back, holding his hands up.

"I help mama!" Zuma smiled.

George placed the items on the counter before picking up zuma.
"Don't go near the edge alright? If you want something let me know." He carefully placed him on the island.
"You will fall if you get too close."

Zuma nodded.
"Okay mama."

George put the bowl out, grabbing the flour.
"Do you want to pour the flour zuma?" He passed zuma a cup.
"Be careful"

Zuma nodded grabbing the cup.
"Ya!" He giggled, holding it in the air.
"Cup!"

George held the bag open, letting zuma take a scoop of flour.
"Here you go zuma."

"Flour!" Zuma held the cup up- but before he put it in the bowl- he sneezed.
"EH-CHOO-" he sneezed directly in George's direction.

George blinked as he was covered in flour from the sneeze.
"Okay then-" he smiled.

Zuma looked up and giggled- it made him feel happy.

George wiped the flour off his face and laughed.
"God- your such a trouble maker."

But before he responded the front door opened, instantly making George jump- who could be coming here this early?!

His eyes widened when he saw Dream walk in, holding his blazer over his shoulder- what was he doing here?!

Zuma looked over and smiled.
"Daddy!" He gasped, turning around.

.: Dream and George POV :. Dreams POV first))

Dream pulled up to the house, parking in front.
"Wake up." He nudged dristas shoulder.
"We are here drista."

"Hmmm... what..?" Drista perked up, looking around.
"Are we here??" She mumbled, moving the Taco Bell bag off her.