''Victoria!''

I couldn't hear Dad's shrill voice downstairs. I was too busy dreaming about, err..., my dream. Thumb in my mouth and all wrapped up in my quilt, I didn't want to get up. I was too comfortable. Or ignorant, as Dad says. 

''VICTORIA!'' yelled Dad, his voice getting louder as if his voice was increasing in volume. I heard the thumping of his footsteps on the wooden floor as he stormed upstairs.

Smirking, I just acted like I was asleep. I rolled over a bit, stuck out my foot from the toasty covers and kept on my thumb. Any moment now, Dad would barge inside to wake me up. 

Only problem is, he'll see my adorable expression and explode into a sea of ''Aww's'', his anger disappearing like someone had wiped it off his face.

Another victory for Victoria Song, heheh.

*THUNK*

''VICTORIA SONG! YOU GET UP THIS INSTA- AWWW~'' Dad went. I pumped my fist, mentally. 

Song, you're too good. >:D

''I'll be back in a while.'' he said walking over to me and taking my thumb out of my mouth. It was a natural chore for him. Mom and Dad never even tried to stop me from my thumb. I kept and and .. until my thumb got wrinkles. ._.

I groaned lightly and put it back to my mouth, where it belonged.

He just ruffled my hair and went out of the room chuckling. And I swear, I thought I heard someone snickering. I opened one eye and tried to figure out what the snicker-ing person was saying, but thanks to my door which is 3 cm thick solid oak, I couldn't hear a thing.

I shrugged and rolled around somemore until I got comfortable. I closed my eyes and snuggled closer to the toasty warmth. I was too wrapped upin the sheets that I didn't hear the creak of my door opening and the squeaky voices of the floorboards.

*SPLASH!*

I sat up straight and threw my hands up in the air in an are-you-freaking-kidding-me?! look. Just seconds ago, I felt waves of water over me. I even  saw Dad and his butler, holding their sides and giving each other high-fives. Both of them had empty buckets in their hands which was dripping with water.

''Really Dad? REALLY?!'' I said getting up, peeling off the wet covers off my body. I got up and started squeezing my hair, trying to get all the water out of it.

''You do know that I've lived on this world a lot longer than you have-''

''and that you know a whole lot of remedies for my sneaky tricks. Yeah yeah Dad. You said a billion times before.''  I interrupted groaning.

''Good girl'' he said patting my wet head, beofre getting out of my room. ''Sorry, Miss Song'' his butler said as he headed outside. I just waved him off and was about to close my door when Dad yelled, ''VICTORIA! FRESHEN UP AND GET DOWNSTAIRS BEFORE I EAT THE LAST WAFFLE!''

That, got me in to a whirlwind. I grabbed my robe from the door, put it on and dashed into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth, washed my face, slipped onto my fuzzy slippers and dashed down the stairs. 

I tiptoed into the kichen and found only ONE waffle sitting on my plate. I glared at Dad who was, innocently, sipping his coffee with one hand and reading the newspaper with the other. 

''DA~AD!'' I whined.

''Y U GIVE ME ONE WAFFLE?!'' I trolled, hands over my chest. He looked up, his half-moon spectacles on the bridge of his long crooked nose. ''I thought I told you to come downstairs before I ate the last waffle'' he replied, smoothly. I glared at him and poured maple syrup over the waffle, coating it.

I started cutting it into pieces while Dad's butler whipped me up a mug of hot chocolate. I speared a piece and chewed, watching the chocolate melt in the pot over the stove. 

''Wooyoung?'' Dad went. ''Yes sir?''

''Do you really have to make hot chocolate that way for her?'' he went, incredulously.

''Well, Miss Song said that she wants her favourite chocolate melted, mixed with milk until forthy and with marshmallows'' Woohyoung replied, stirring the pot of melting chocolate.

''You forgot with a cherry on top.'' I said, finishing the rest of the waffle and putting it aside. ''That too, sir'' Wooyoung quickly went.

Sighing in defeat, Dad continued to read his newspaper, sipping his half-empty mug of coffee. Wooyoung poured the chocolate into a mug and mixed it with those hand-held eletronic mixtures. Soon, bubbles of froth same rising up the mug. Marshamallows were added, and Wooyoung placed a plump, red cherry on top of it all and handed it to me.

''Thanks.'' I said, taking a sip.

*Ding dong!*

''Oh! That must be them.'' Dad got up placing his spectacles on the counter and dashing to the living room. Wooyoung and I exchanged glances and his face showed a -you'll-find-out-soon look.

''Victoria! Come here please!'' his voice rung from the living room. Me, still clutching my steaming mug of hot chocolate, obeyed and walked to the living room.

I was amazed to see my father talking to a man and his friend who were seated on our couch. They looked like they were talking about some serious business. The other one, however, didn't look like he was very comfortable and was very inactive in the lively converstaion between my Dad and his friend.

''Ah! Victoria! This is Taecyeon..'' he said, motioning to the one who was talking with him. He held out his hand and I took it, shaking it lightly. ''Victoria, nice to meet you'' 

''Same here.'' he went, flashing me a smile. 

''..and this is his friend Nichkhun.'' he said, motioning to the one who had his head hung low. Taecyeon elbowed him and he looked up with a ,''What?'' Taecyeon jerked his head to my direction and his eyes met mine. He got up and took my hand tentatively.

''Nichkhun. Nice to meet you Victoria'' Nichkhun went, placing a kiss on the back of my hand. I nodded lightly and sat on the armrest of the arm chair Dad was sitting on. Nichkhun continued staring at me until Taecyeon pulled him down, slumping him on the couch.

''Nichkhun is going to be your cobbler, Victoria.'' Dad announced. 

''What?!'' I went, almost knocking over my mug of hot chocolate which was going lukewarm.

''Dad, this is over the line. First a tailor, now a cobbler? I can't have a cobbler. You give me too much.'' I said taking a sip of the hot chocolate.

''Nonsense! I want what's best for my girl, whether you like it or not.'' he said getting up. ''So, gentlemen, will you take up the offer?''

Taecyeon and Nichkhun nodded.

''Splendid! You'll start tomorrow. Good day.'' Dad got up and took the empty mug out of my hands and headed to the kitchen. Taecyeon was practically half-dragging Nichkhun to the door. I leaned against the door and waltched them get into their car which was pulled up in our driveway. I waved as they took off. Nichkhun waved as if he wouldn't see me.

Chuckling, I went inside and my lips. Upon entering the kichen, Dad was all, ''So? What do you think?'' 

I smiled. ''What's the name of the other one? Nich something.''

''Nichkhun.''

''Yeah. He's cute.'' I said, stepping up the stairs.

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This is my FIRSt 2PM fanfic, so PLEASE FORGIVE ME if I spell any of the members' names wrong.

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