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Mike's smile widened. "And don't you forget it, Uncle Hank! But hey, we should wrap this up. The Daddy event is about to start, and I can't miss my crowning moment as the instigator of the greatest idea ever."
"Is it time already?" I asked, glancing at the clock. Mike was already in full rant mode, humorously mimicking a Daddy's strictness about punctuality.
"Oh, you know Daddies," Mike began, his face contorting into a hilariously exaggerated stern expression. "If you're not five minutes early, you're late! That's the Daddy mantra," he said in a mock-serious tone. His attempt at looking stern only made him look more adorable, his eyes too bright and lively to hold the facade.
Mike then shared a story. “Once, my Daddy set up this crazy obstacle course at home. He thought he was teaching me about being on time, but it was just too much fun! You should'veseen Bubbles, my cat. She thought it was a playground made just for her! She was darting through the tunnels and ended up leading me through the course.”
Just then, Uncle Joe walked in. Mike pointed at him dramatically. "Behold, the epitome of Daddy punctuality!"
Joe scooped Mike into his arms, hugging him tightly and giving him a peck on the lips. "Okay, Mike, no shenanigans tonight, please? It's a big night for us Daddies."
Mike looked at Joe with feigned shock. “Implying I'm not always well-behaved? Daddy, I am the epitome of a good boy!” His tone was dripping with sarcasm, but his eyes twinkled with affection.
I chuckled as Daddy lifted me into his arms, feeling the warmth of his embrace as we made our way to the event room. We took our seats in the front row, courtesy of Mike's newfound 'popularity'.
Mike boasted, “See, front row! I told you, I'm the VIP of Daddy events now. I've got connections.”
Elijah joined us, slightly out of breath. “I almost didn’t make it on time. My Daddies were having a fashion crisis in the changing room, trying to decide which onesie made me look the cutest.”
Mike, unable to resist a sassy comment, replied, “Ah, the eternal Daddy dilemma – fashion over function. But let’s face it, Elijah, you’d look adorable in a potato sack. Besides, that's just Daddy nature. They can't help but want their Littles to be the cutest in the room. Now, I wonder if the Daddies could be entertaining without us Littles around to inspire them.”
We watched as Uncle Joe and Daddy excused themselves, heading backstage. Mike, Elijah, and I huddled together, buzzing with excitement and curiosity.
"I bet it's either going to be the best thing we've ever seen or the most painfully boring night," Mike started, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "If it's amazing, it'll be like fireworks and Daddies doing stand-up comedy, maybe even a magic show! But if it's boring... oh, we're talking about a monotone lecture on the importance of bedtime routines and proper nutrition or, worse, a PowerPoint presentation on the importance of timely tax returns! A snoozefest!"
The event kicked off with Uncle Nick taking the stage, his voice booming through the room. "Welcome everyone to our very first Daddy Event Night! And let's not forget to thank Mike for suggesting this wonderful idea," he announced, gesturing toward Mike.
The room erupted in applause, and Mike, from his seat, waved with a mock-modest bow. "Just doing my part to add some sparkle to Daddy life," he called out, his voice dripping with sassy humility.
As the stage lights flickered, casting an ethereal glow on the velvet curtains, I watched with rapt attention as to our surprise, Daddy and Uncle Joe appeared on stage, both looking dapper in crisp suits. Mike groaned beside me. "They're probably going to do a routine about life in the advertisement industry. We get enough of that at the office."
I nudged him gently. "Remember, this was your idea. We've got to embrace whatever they throw at us."
Mike slumped back in his seat, muttering, "Why did I ever think this was a good idea? I should've known they'd turn a fun night into an educational seminar."
I tried to stay positive. "Let's just give them a chance, Mike. They might surprise us."
On stage, Daddy and Joe started discussing ideas for a men's cologne ad. Mike covered his face with his hands, peeking through his fingers. "This is excruciating. Elijah, nudge me when it's over, will you?"
Elijah chuckled. "Maybe they'll add a twist. Wait and see."
Mike sighed dramatically. "The twist better be good. Like, they start dancing or something."
Elijah and I exchanged glances, both trying hard not to laugh at Mike's dramatics. Despite his complaints, there was a glint of amusement in his eyes.
Just then, Daddy suddenly turned to Uncle Joe on stage. "What if, for our ad, we focus on sex appeal instead?" he proposed, his voice carrying a hint of mischief.
Joe, catching onto the idea, nodded enthusiastically. "I like where this is going. An ad that's not just about the product but the sensuality of the person using it."
Mike's eyes widened in surprise. "Wait, what? Now this is getting interesting," he said, sitting up straighter.
"Did they just say they're going to focus on sex appeal?" I exclaimed, my voice barely a whisper above the clamor of the crowd.
Mike, eyes glued to the stage, nodded, a wide, incredulous smile stretching across his face. "Oh, yeah, they did. And it seems like they're not holding back."
The music started, a catchy, upbeat tune that filled the room. Daddy and Joe moved with an uninhibited energy, their bodies flowing in perfect harmony. Their dance was a whirlwindof athleticism and sensuality, their every move exuding confidence and charisma.
But suddenly, they tore off their suits to reveal scandalous briefs underneath that left little to the imagination. Gasps of surprise and cheers erupted from the audience.
