Papa!AlfredxLittleReader-DoYouBelieveInHeroes Ch3

Ch. 3

"Hello Alfred, Welcome back to McDonalds. How can we help you?" the cashier looked up from his station, and embraced himself for a mouthful of an order.  You guessed that he was a good friend of your father since he smiled back.
"Yo, sup Eddie! Can I get my usual?"

"That's thirteen Big Macs, eleven Double Quarter Pounders, ten 20 piece Chicken McNuggets, five large fries, and a large Coke." The blonde American pouted.

"Why does everyone think its Coke? It's a Diet Coke. Trying to lose some of these pounds here." The cashier and a few others laughed at this outburst and Alfred muttered crossing his arms. He turned to look at you, but all you were looking at was the McFlurrys on the menu overhead. His expression softened and giggled at your cute gaze. "You want one of those, Princess?" he asked sweetly, picking you up and holding you in his arms. You nodded and pointed at the flavor you wanted. " and One McFlurry please."

"Would you like an apple pie with that, sir?"

"Oh! I forgot about that. You're good! I'll take two!"  And with that, Alfred carried you to a table near the playroom area and placed you down. "You can play in here with the other kids till our food's done." But you shivered a bit, hiding behind his leg and holding it tightly. He looked surprised and patted your head. "What's with you ______? Don't you want to play?"

"I don't wanna… You whispered and held his leg tighter. "They'll hurt me. They'll hit me and call me mean things." Alfred saw how anxious you were and knelt down to your level greeting your face with a goofy smile.

"They won't hurt you Princess. If they do, just call me and the hero will save the day!"

"You promise?"  You held out a pinky and waited for your daddy to respond. He laughed and wrapped his pinky round yours, kissing your forehead.

"I pinky promise ____. Now go have fun!" Alfred gently nudged you towards the playground and you walked shyly towards it. Then you felt a tap on your shoulder and you spun around quickly to see another little girl your age. Her honey colored pigtails fell evenly on her shoulders and looked at you with her curious brown orbs.

"H-Hello… do you want to play with me and Mister Bun-Bun?" she asked shyly and showed you her rabbit doll. You smiled and nodded, and you both walked to the jungle gym to hide and play. Meanwhile, Alfred sat at the table and watched you intently. 'My little girl…' he thought happily, smiling tenderly.

"So, since when did you have a kid?" Eddie placed down the many bags of the American's order. "You take it from a circus or something?"

"Hey! Don't joke about that man." Alfred said defensively and watched the man with his blue eyes. "____ is a special little girl I adopted from the orphanage."

"So she's your little child you adopted from an island of misfit toys, eh?" he chuckled as he handed Alfred his soda and slapped him hard on the back. "You a good man, you know that."

"Haha… I try to be."  When he left, Alfred's eyes scanned the playroom for you. "_____! Food's here!" you didn't respond and he got a bit worried. He got up and walked around. "______, where are you?" he called for you again then spotted you. He smiled and looked under the slide,  where you and the other girl were laughing and playing with each other and the toy rabbit. "_____ dear." You looked around at your father and smiled cutely. "Time to eat." You looked at the other girl and frowned.

"I don't wanna leave her." You whined and held her hand tightly. He looked for the girl's mother and sighed.

"We'll invite her over our house one day, okay?" you agreed, said goodbye to her for now and skipped back to the table. "You want a burger or nuggets?" you pointed to your frosty and tried to grab it. Alfred looked at you and took the frosty out of your reach and sighed. "Food first ____, then  ice-cream." You pouted and looked away. 'Let's start small." He opened a 20 piece and took one out. The smell of chicken tickled your nose and you turned back to him and looked at the food. "Eat at least half of this box and some fries, then you can have your McFlurry."

You took the nugget from his hand, slowly putting it into your mouth and sighed in content. A little crunchy on the outside, but juicy on the inside. You soon grabbed the box popped another one into your mouth. And once you got started, he began scoffing down his burgers left and right and you stared at him dropping the nugget in your hand. "Are you a vacuum?!" he stopped and looked at you again laughing.
"Who knows?"

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Alfred unlocked the door to your home and walked inside. "Let's get you to bed, it's getting really late. Choose a room you want near mine." You nodded, walking up the stairs to explore the rooms.  The rooms were bigger than the room you had at the orphanage and that halls were nice and bright. You looked into one room and saw something move in the corner.

"Ahhh!! There's a ghost in the bedroom!!" you screamed and ran into the hallway. He found you and hugged you.

"T-There's no such things as g-ghosts…" Al said shivering a bit and looked into the room. Then both of you saw a showdown move. "H-Hey!! Who's there?!" he yelled and looked up.
"Really Al? it's just me." Then someone almost identical to your dad came walking out, and you both screamed.

"Oh my God!! It's the ghost of my future!!"

"It's your only brother, Matthew." Alfred stopped shaking and looked up and sighed. "I really wished that you would actually stop mistaking me for a ghost. I'm your only brother and I want to be treated like o-"

"Mattie!! What's up man? Why are you here?"

"I live here." He looked at Matthew and wore a guilty face like he forgot something important.

"R-really?"

"Yeah. I only told you about hundreds of times."

"But I thought you were living with Francis."

"Alfred. I moved here because of Francis. Second thing… who's she?" he said pointing to you, who at this time to the liberty of hiding behind Alfred's leg once more. Then Matthew got the wrong idea and his face drained of color. "Oh God Al! You didn't take advantage of someone… You didn't take Francis's advice did you?!"

"Matthew, that's sick! Why would I do that?? This is your niece, _____. I adopted her. ______, say hello to Uncle Mattie!" you revealed yourself from your hiding spot and stood in front of Matthew.  

"Hi." You said quietly and looked down at your feet. "I'm sorry for not seeing you…" both brothers smile and Matthew pats your head.

"It's fine… it happens all the time." You yawn loudly and Al picked you up.
"Time to get you ready for bed, right?" He spun you around and walked to his room to get you changed, and the Canadian smiled at you two. 'Maybe he'll learn to be a true hero.' Matthew thought and walked back to his room, closing the door quietly.

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"Can you tell me a story?" you asked sweetly as you snuggled into the warm blankets. He nodded and sat on your bed.

"Okay. Well, there was man named… Iggy who found a little boy in a field. He took in the boy and called him his own. His name was Alfie. He represented his people.  Now Iggy was a great man and raised that little boy to be a fine guy as well. The boy wanted to leave, but Iggy didn't want to let him go any time soon. Instead, he made the people work, and do what they didn't want to do. And one day, Alfie and his people had enough, and they started to fight back. The boy was… heartbroken. He never wanted it to come to this. But it had to be done. For you…" Alfred paused and poked your nose gently. "And me."

"But why?" you questioned you quietly and sat up slightly. He tucked a strand of your (h/c) hair behind your ear and laid you back down. "

"Because… him and his people needed to be free. They fought long and hard. And when they were in their finale fight, Iggy disarmed Alfie, and was going to hurt him."
"NO!" you gasped and shot up.

"But then Engla- I mean… Iggy cried.  He fell to his knees and cried, because he couldn't hurt him, the boy he raised and loved so much." Alfred smiled and once more tucked you in. "The boy and his people were finally free. And slowly over time, those two began to heal. And till this day, they talk to each other, laugh with each other, maybe argue at times. But in the end, they lived happily ever after." You yawned and smiled.
"Was…. That a true story?" you asked and rubbed your eye.

"As true as it could be."  He kissed your forehead and walked towards the door. "______, do you believe heroes are real?" you shook your head and sighed.

"No. If they were real, why didn't he stop my real daddy and mommy from giving me away? He never saved me from the orphanage. Until you came for me." You said looking at Alfred. You got up, ran to him and hugged him as tight as you could. "I love you daddy."  He stumbled back a bit and his face was a bit dumb stricken. This was the first time you ever called him 'daddy'.  A light color of pink brushed over his cheeks and he smiled brightly, kneeling down to your level and hugging you back.

"I love you too sweetheart. Now let's get to bed, we have a big day tomorrow." He cooed in your ear and lays you back down in bed and kisses your forehead once more as your eyes flutter close. "Sweet dreams, my child."