I received a call from grandma Barnes requesting that I drop Xander at Barnes Groep International. I traveled promptly to the firm and waited in the reception area but was summoned for an urgent photo shoot. I contacted grandma Barnes to inform her that we were scheduled for a mandatory photo session and that I had arrived but had seen no one, but the pretty receptionist. After approximately three minutes, a man walked down, and Xander seemed to recognize him, telling me grandma Barnes had sent him to pick Xander. I sped away, leaving Xander in the car of the gentleman.
"Fuck!"
I couldn't even see Xander's mother. In any case, it's okay. I hired someone to arrange the room he would stay in a while visiting me last week, and I was done for the day.
Xavier and I visited a video game shop I order to purchase some games. He was selecting everything I wanted. When I initially met him, I requested that he call me Bucky, but this child addressed me as daddy instead, presumably because we looked similar and no one would mock him for being fatherless.
"You know, daddy. I've been pleading with my mother to buy me these with uncle Alex, but they claimed I was too young for these games, and since my mother and uncle Alex aren't here. You and I are going to play, right?" I chuckled. What a cunning little man.
"True, no one will notice us. High five!"
We proceeded to play for our purchase. I wasn't concerned about clothing since I have been buying for him throughout the week. We purchased some ice cream. I intended to compromise for what majority of children loves, but Xavier insisted on vanilla and strawberry ice cream. I was take aback when he chose my favorites. We paid and made our way home. I could tell that Xavier and I had a lot in common. As we drove home, Ethan informed me that he would be stopping over for some games. When we returned home, I escorted him to his room. He was overjoyed. We made our way to the gaming room, where we entertained ourselves until Ethan arrived. He maintained his gaze on Xavier, then on me.
"Is this young man your son, Bucky?" Asked Ethan.
"I ought to adopt him. He is mistaken for my son by everyone."
Sandra was around, one of my house helpers informed me after a while. I have no recall of asking her over. Bucky was a guy who valued his privacy and was never pleased when others entered his home with out him knowledge.
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