Team: Alpha (Knights of Ares)

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Authors: Honor James
looked at her. "I've never been around kids of any age Honey so I have no idea what I'm doing here. Gareth at least comes from a large family with nieces, nephews, cousins and siblings galore. I was an only child growing up in the middle of nowhere so I'm more than a little out of my depth."
     
    “So are you?” Honey asked softly. “Are you my two dads? Are you the reason that my mom cries sometimes at night? And was she telling the truth when she said that I was made out of love? I hope so because I hate when Margo Hughes is right.”
     
    Licking his lips Mikhail nodded, "You were definitely made out of love little one," he murmured still unsure of what to do. "I really hope we're not the reason for your mother's crying, but somehow I'm just as sure that the fault falls onto our shoulders."
     
    Honey shrugged. “Moms are made of strong stuff.” She looked to her mom and asked, “I really hate that they won’t answer me.” She grumbled. “Ask a straight question and leave it to a boy to not give a straight answer.”
     
    Daisy could only laugh and shake her head. “Honey yes, they are your dads, both of them.” She said and looked from Gareth to Mikhail and dared either of them to deny it.
     
    "She's asking a lot of questions all in one breath," Gareth said with a crooked grin. "It's a little hard to keep track of all she asks. Trying to confuse us and make us mess up with all her rapid-fire questions. Girls are so bad for that," he teased them both.
     
    “Yeah, we are.” Honey shrugged and asked, “So which one of you called mom honey all the time? That’s why she named me Honey you know. Honey Dallas. Dallas because that’s where one of you said you were from, and Honey because you called her that.” She shrugged. “At least I wasn’t named after a car or gemstone.” She said with a shudder. “A girl in my class her name is Emerald Fiat, honest to God.”
     
    "We called her that," Gareth told her softly. "Apparently a little too much," he shot Daisy a grin before looking back to the little girl. "I went through basic training with a guy who's parents named him Corvette. He usually just told people to call him Corey to avoid the name, but once it was out it was a fairly big discussion around the bunk house."
     
    Honey wrinkled her nose and shook her head. “That’s just so wrong. That poor guy. Oh well. I bet he didn’t have two dads.” She said with a grin. “The kids in my class are going to be so freaking jealous. They thought that I was a liar, or worse that my mom was a horse. Now they’ll know better.”
     
    Daisy blanched at the word horse. She had been called whore and trollop more times than she cared to admit, but she never ever dreamed that Honey was getting ribbed about it too. “Honey why didn’t you tell me that?”
     
    Honey shrugged, “Cause you would get upset and I didn’t want you upset.” The child said pragmatically.
     
    Shaking her head Daisy sighed. “I’m your mom. You should be able to come to me for anything. From now on, no more hiding things from me? Promise?”
     
    “Promise mom.” She looked up at Gareth and Mikhail and grinned, “Come on, mom’s going to make breakfast. You can stay and then if mom’s okay with it you can walk to school with me instead of her. I want everyone to see you two.” She smiled proudly.
     
    Gareth stood up and looked to Daisy, "Is mom alright with that?" he asked. "You're the one that has to live here Daisy, if it's going to make things uncomfortable for you we can figure out something else," he murmured softly.
     
    “I’m fine with it.” Daisy said with a smile and sighed. “It’s no secret that I was with you both. This is a small town remember? Everyone knows everything about everyone that has lived here more than a month. Heck the town even knows about Penny and she’s only lived here in this town for three years, so yeah. I’m good with it. It will do them good to see that you are in her life

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