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𝑎 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑟𝑦 𝑠𝑡𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑛𝑔 -ˋˏ 𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑙 𝑐𝑒𝑒 ˎˊ-

ᴛʜᴀɴᴋʏᴏᴜ!
200k is fucking unreal. like INSANE.
i love you guys so much for all the
support on this story. the outrage at
all these characters to the comments
just completely mocking it, i love all
of you! now enjoy! (this oneshot is
inspired by zeth and his adorable
daughter saylor) AND I WAS
SUPPOSED TO PUBLISH
THIS AT THE 1K MARK SO
IM SORRY FOR THAT

circa. 2026!

"alright, gorgeous. sit right here."

naturally, xia stood up while in the chair.

•

"standin's calm too. we can do standin'."

"you stand aswell, daddy," she urges. wincing, he explains, "daddy's just a bit too tall for that, my love. i don't think i can."

"okay!" she shrugs innocently.

"okay!" he shrugs back.

•

"ready? take one," he says and claps his hands and she does the same.

•

"my name's xia," she says, cupping her hands under her face. there was a pause and xia gives cench a side eye.

"say your name, then."

"my name's... dad."

"nu-uh. your name is "oakey"," she corrects but since she couldn't really pronounce her dad's name right, she's not quite there with the correction.

"oakley."

another pause.

"oakey."

•

"yep so, in only a couple days, my beautiful girl will be turning five. which is proper tings, d'you get? so naturally, i thought it'd be nice to do a video diary and that."

"video dairy!" she shouts excitedly, with a big smile that showed off all her milk teeth. which only made her father grin so much more, at how happy she was.

•

"okay so first question, who would you say you act more like, mama or daddy?"

"daddy. we- we- we- can i tell them?" she turns to him and not the camera to go in their personal bubble. he purses his lips, nodding and basically giving her the go ahead.

•

"me and him, we gang up on mama. because, we- we do convincing really goodly, don't we?"

"you can't argue with us two on nothing. king and princess of dragon's den i'm tellin' you, fam."

"alright," xia mimics her dad's very famous ad-lib and they high five.

•

"okay, next question, sweet?"

he tries to get her attention but she was too busy playing with the sequins on her baby pink shirt (custom made and versace, ofcourse).

•

"what job do you want when you're older?"

•

"buildy bear," she answers without looking up. cench raises his eyebrows in surprise.

"really? you're gonna work at build-a-bear, yeah? what like- you wanna own one or...?"

"no. i'm gonna make the bears, baba," she reiterates with an annoyed tone like this is news he should've been knew.

"sorry, honey. so you wanna make the bears and give them to other girls and boys?" he adds and she nods before suddenly having an urge to explain alot more.

"and help them have all the clothes for the bears. and beds, and cars."

he makes an impressed face. "okay. so a teddy fashion designer, a teddy car dealer and a teddy furniture salesman."

"woman," she corrects and places a hand on her hip sassily.

•

"my fault, innit. saleswoman."

•

"in life,"

"mhmm."

xia was finally sat down. like a whole businesswoman at that with her hands clasped together and shit like she was boutta tell you "you're fired". cench matched her energy though, don't get me wrong.

"what's the main goal for you? like what do you want for yourself in life the most?"

•

"for everyone to have all the toys. because nobody in the world should grow up and have no toys because toys bring happiness and what is- what is the happiness without any toys?!" she exclaims, throwing her hands in the air.

•

again, cench was surprised at what came out his daughter's mouth. but in a good way — he couldn't be prouder of her and her answer.

"that's a lovely answer, baby."

"thanks, baba."

•

"gonna throw a spanner in the works now."

"what's a spanner?"

"figure of speech. it just means i'm gonna hit you with a tekky question, yeah?" he explains and she simply nods.

•

"ice cream flavour. what's the ice cream flavour that you know is your lifetime ting? whatever it is in life, whatever life throws at you yeah, it will always be that ice cream."

•

"hmm..." she taps her chin as she thinks for a moment.
"now that's a bit of a sticky one."

"it's a bit of a sticky one, yeah," he says back through his breathy laughter. regardless, he does still get an answer.

"strawberry. i love strawberry."

"same."

"alright!" xia does the famous ad-lib again and they share another high five.

•

"uh oh. uh oh, who's this?"

"hi, mother!" xia practically yells which makes the person sulayma is holding prop his head from her shoulder.

"oh, and hello to you too, shiloh!"

"are you filming?" sulayma asks, peering at the camera as she walks over to her family. "mhm. c'mere though, please," he beckons her to crouch down with his two fingers and they share a quick kiss.

"guys!"

their heads prop up at what xia shouts.

"shiloh is right there."

•

"d'you wanna introduce them to the people who may not know, xi-xi?" cench asks. sulayma had now taken a seat in the middle of the pair, with shiloh in cench's lap since he adored carrying his kids.

"this is my mama, sulayma, who likes to sing songs and dance," she gestures gracefully towards her mother and she waves, "and my baby brother, shiloh, who likes to be quiet and listen to mama's singing."

"ouuu! i love the likkle fun facts too! spud me," sulayma requests and she does.

•

"you got a question for our daughter, darlin'?" he asks but gets distracted by shiloh moving around. "hey, likkle man. wassup, boss?"

taking a moment to think of a one, she soon looks over at her daughter.

"xia, hon, what do you hope shiloh is when he's as old as you are now?"

"uhm, for shiloh..." xia trails off. then, like she had a eureka moment, her entire face lights up.

"i want shiloh to be as happy as i am, with all the toys ever. he can like barbies, he can like buildy bears, hot wheels but he has to be happy and share his toys and be nice. like i do!"

"you want him to be like you and dat?"

"no, mama!" she shouts. annoyed, again. "yeah, mama, no!" cench copies which is where sulayma holds her hands up in defeat.

"look at this likkle waste gyal, xia," cench exaggerates which makes xia giggle. it always made xia laughed when he called someone a wasteman — she personally thought he sounded the least bit intimidating and kinda goofy.

"waste gyal," the father and daughter duo say in unison before laughing together. which sulayma didn't like and made sure to let that be known to him.

"pushin' it a bit, styll."

"yeah, apologies. apologies."

"mhmm."

•

"i want shiloh to be shiloh. i want xia to be xia. mama be mama. daddy be daddy. but i want all us to be happy," she concludes and sulayma could already feel the emotional side of her come out if they kept this going.

"me too, sweetheart."

"and- and- and- isn't it true daddy that, we're always happy together? so we should make sure we're always together even in the next video too!"

that set sulayma off. tears began to brim in her eyes at the beautiful and bright little girl, whose words were so kind they set her off to very emotional heights (clearly). cench comforts her with his free hand, wiping away at her tears and kissing her cheek.

"that was very sweet, xia. i love you and we're always gonna be together, okay?" she picks her up to shower her with kisses before placing her on her lap.

"you're very sweet. and i love you!"

•

"okay, we're gonna cut now. mama and shiloh left. shiloh got too tired."

again, xia side eyes her dad. "what did he do?"

•

"say goodbye to everyone, xi-xi. and say bye to older xia."

"bye, older xia. hopefully you don't have any wrinkles!"

this makes cench burst out laughing, not being able to contact it at all as he goes to turn the camera off.