Baby Shark

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"Love, please tell Izzy to stop watching that." Thirdy prodded his wife.

"Why don't you do it yourself?" Bea looked at him for a moment and then returned her attention to what she was reading on her phone.

"Coz she isn't listening to me."

"Why do you want her to stop ba?"

"Coz that's all we have to listen to every single day. Nagkaka LSS na ako. Imagine, I suddenly hummed that during our practice break. It's embarassing."

"Why? You're a dad. That's normal."

"It isn't when more than half of the team are dads and I am the only humming it."

"Ignore her. Magsasawa din yan."

"It's been more than a month but still.."

"Use your airpods."

"Love!!"

"Fine." She put her phone down and called her daughter. "Izzy baby can you rest for a while? Let's turn off the ipad. Can we honey?"

"No mama.. pweaseeee! Izzy is dancing. Look mama." Her daughter did her adorable baby shark dance.

"See? Can you do that to her?"

"Arggggh."

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"Love."

"Hmmmm?"

"It's baby shark again."

"What do you want her to watch?"

"Anything but baby shark!!"

"If you don't wanna hear it, then go to the family room."

"But I wanna lay here with you." He hugged her and lay his head in the crook of her neck.

"Then just endure it daddy shark."

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"Loooooveeeee!"

Bea has been calling her husband for the nth time but still no response. She decided to go upstair though it is unbelievably possible that Thirdy and Izzy are upstairs at this hour. Usually, at this time, Izzy is in the garden playing. It's past 5 already. The temperature in the garden by this hour is pleasantly low so on normal days like this, her girl is out in the garden running around the bermuda grass. So she finds it odd that her mag-ama is not out in the garden playing.

"Love!" She called one more time.

"Hey love." Thirdy got out of the master's bedroom with Izzy in his arms. He looks nervous.

"Hey? What happened? You look.. uneasy."

"Oh nothing! I'm just tired. We've been dancing for more than an hour now."

"Is that baby shark playing?" Bea asked in disbelief.

"Y-yeah." He smiled weirdly. Bea is sure. There's something odd that happened. Thirdy is nervous. But she let it go knowing that whatever it is, she knew she's gonna find it out soon.

"Okay? I'm gonna wash her up na so we can already have our dinner."

"No love. Let me do it."

"You sure? She's so malikot whenever she sees the water. You are not allowed to wink when she's near the water ha? Magiging pool ang bathroom floor natin. Or she might slide on the floor. Baka you can't handle her."

"Leave it to me love. Promise, I won't let her play with the water."

"Okay?" she said tentatively.

Dinner.

Bea is making kwento how her day was. She was out the whole day doing presscon and pictorials for the upcoming PVL conference. It's her first conference after she gave birth. She was in the middle of her story when she was cut-off by her daughter's voice.

"Papa fak. Fak."

"What's that?" Bea's eyes grew big in perplexity when she heard what her daughter is saying. This can't be right. She's sure she heard it wrong. Her daughter doesn't know about that word. The moment her daughter started imitating their ways and words, they've been careful. It isn't what she thought it is, Bea told herself. She breathed in.. breathed out.. breathed..

"Fak. Papa fak. Fak."

"Thirdy what is she saying!!?" She is now alarmed.

"Love.."

"Ferdinand!!!!"

"I'm sorry, okay? We were sleeping. I had my playlist on. I didn't know she'd be awake before I would. Unfortunately, Eamon was playing. Sorry love."

"Unbelievable." Bea facepalmed.

Next day.

"Love. Love."

"What?!"

"I'm sorry na."

"Has she forgotten the word already?"

"Not yet. I've been playing baby shark for more than 2 hours already."

"I told you. You'll be forgiven lang if she has forgotten the f- word."

"But I've been playing baby shark for more than 2 hours na and she still remembers the f- word."

"Well! Maybe you need another 2 hours of baby shark."

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