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Father's Day
Vicky was in her room with Todd as the foxes were making their beds and cleaning up their room. Vicky looked over to Todd, asking if he found a nice recipe in that cookbook. Todd looked around saying he found a nice 5 cheese pasta dish as he walked to Vicky, handing her the book.
"I think we have enough time to stop by the store and make this before dad gets home," Vicky said, checking the clock on the wall as he smiled. Since today was Father's day they wanted to do something special for him.
"I checked the list and we got everything," Vicky said. The two walked to the kitchen, looking at the plastic bag on the kitchen counter
"I did not know all this food would be so expensive," Todd said looking through one of the bags as Vicky chuckled, saying he would not believe the amount she saved up to do this meal as Todd smirked.
"Money from your adult friends I assume?" Todd joked as she nodded, setting the food on the table as they looked at the instructions, after checking they had everything. Vicky started the oven as Todd rummaged through the bag organizing the food for the dish they were cooking for their father. The two prepped the dish as Todd put on the oven mitts, sliding the dish into the oven.
"So, It'll take three hours to cook, Dad should be home by then, how do you want to waste the time?" Vicky asked as  Todd suggested they put a movie on as Vicky smiled. the two kids headed to the living room, looking through their DVD collection, putting a movie on the kill the time.
Eventually, the pasta was ready as Vicky pulled it from the oven, the two kids, sniffing the dish they had made. According to the clock, Their dad would be home soon, as they set it on the cold stovetop, letting the dish cool before cutting it.
Eventually, the door opened as Micheal Robinson entered dusting off his shirt, calling out to his kids, telling him he was home.
"We're in here Dad" Todd called out as he walked into the kitchen, noticing the pasta on the stove as they called out a surprise as he looked at them, asking if they made that.
"We wanted to do something nice for you, being father's day and all" Vicky said as he sniffed the pasta, complimenting them as he smiled, surprised his kids made a dish as they smiled, saying it was their way of doing something nice for him.
"How much did this cost?" Mr. Robinson said, a bit worried as they smiled, saying they saved up and both chipped in, he told them that money was scarce as they said it was their money and they wanted to do it.
"This is just us saying thank you, after 'she who shall not be named' left you with nothing you still tried your best to take care of us, working all the time, scraping every job you could, just to take care of us," Todd said cutting the dish as Vicky Nodded.
"We wish we could help you out, so I've been taking some local jobs to earn some extra cash, last week I helped Mr. Reynolds de-weed his garden, and some other things" Vicky admitted as the three sat down as Micheal looked at them.
"What did I do to deserve you, two wonderful kids, I will say one good thing about your mother, she was a liar, a thief and every bad word under the sun, but she gave me you two" He replied cracking a can of soda open as he placed a fork in the dish.
"It's a little burnt" he jested, before praising them on their attempt as he bit into the pasta, admitting it tasted yet, although a bit crunchy as he looked at them smiling, suggesting after dinner the three of them go out and get some Ice Cream, my way of saying, thank you for being such wonderful kids," Micheal said as the continued eating the overcooked pasta.
The three were halfway into the pan before covering the rest in foil and placing it in the fridge as they left the apartment and got their dad's pick up, sitting beside their father as he started his engine, driving the truck to the Creamy Crown, Greystone's Best Ice Cream Parlor.
"Todd, Vicky, I wish I could do more for you two, you deserve better. I'm always away and working to put food on the table and a roof over your heads, but I'm rarely around. I feel like I haven't really gotten a chance to be your father, to go out to family events, I left you two with each other and I feel I can't ever make up for that" he admitted as Todd Looked at him.
"Dad, we appreciate everything you've ever done for us, raising two kids on your own. It's not easy and we'll never be able to pay you back, but Vicky and I would trade you for anything, we're a family" Todd said as they entered.
"Oh hey Vicky, who's your friend," a voice said as the two kids looked, seeing Daisy sitting at one the table scooping something into her pockets as Vicky smiled nervously.
"Oh Daisy, this is our father Micheal Robinson, Dad, this is Our friend form school Daisy Fields," Vicky said as he looked at her, smiling, introducing himself to the young rabbit.
"Well My stars, If it isn't Mikey Robinson' a voice said as he turned, seeing the cow behind the counter cleaning with a rag as he smiled.
"Jezzibelle, been a long time as she smirked, telling him to her Jezzi as she looked at the kids, telling them she and Micheal used to hand out when they were kids as she looked down at the two fox cubs, asking if they were his as he smiled.
"Yep, Vicky and Todd are my kids as Jezzi smiled, saying she should have put 2 and 2 together, saying that Vicky was the spitting image of her mother as they looked at her as she covered her mouth.
"Sorry Mikey, I meant that as a compliment, Vicky is much sweeter than HER, and Todd here looks like you down to a T," Jezzi said, lightening the mood as Micheal smirked, asking how she knew his kids.
"Vicky comes in here all the time, looking for work," Jezzi said, not exactly going into the type of work she did as Vicky smiled.
"You know, mopping floors, cleaning scoops, to earn some extra credits" Vicky defended as Jezzi smiled, saying she was a little helper as Micheal smiled at her, patting Vicky's head, saying they were good kids.
"Okay Daisy, we can go now," a voice said, belonging to her mother Rose as she rubbed her hands, coming out of the bathroom as Daisy smiled, introducing her mom to Vicky's family as she smiled.
It's a pleasure to meet you, Daisy chats up a storm about Vicky," Rosa smiled as she looked at Micheal, introducing herself as Rosa Fields, but everyone called her Rose as Micheal smiled, introducing himself.
"Nice to meet you, Rosa, So you're Daisy's mother, nice to meet you," Micheal said as Rosa smiled.the two families talked for a while as Rosa checked her watch.
"Well we should get going, tomorrow is a school day," Rosa said as Daisy nodded, saying she'd see Vicky and Todd in class as they waved. The two bunnies left the parlor as Micheal looked at his kids, saying that Daisy and Rosa seemed nice.
"Yeah, they moved here from some country town, Terr-a-something, Daisy's dad died so they had to sell their farm and move here," Vicky said as Jezzi cleared her throat.
"Can I get you three something?" Jezzi asked as Micheal reached into his wallet. saying he wanted three cones, handing her his credit as she smiled, rolling three scoops onto cones, and handing them out as the three got a table and enjoyed their cones as Vicky looked at her family, saying she had to use the restroom, getting up and walking to the bathroom door as he opened the door, stepping in and locking it. Vicky sighed, sliding her necklace under her shirt to signal she was not on duty. The last thing she wanted was to be approached while out with her family.
"I'm doing this for good reasons and I'm nothing like my mother," Vicky told her reflection, reminding herself she put her family before herself as she calmed down returning to the table.

Vicky splashed some water on her face, having her father in a BFC hotspot.

 Vicky knew what she did wasn't exactly right or legal. and yes it was for a good reason but that still doesn't make it better and yes she did enjoy what she did but she certainly did not want her father finding out about it.

Todd handed Vicky her cone as the three foxes enjoyed their ice cream and their night out.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Tinker Von Voltenhase
Last in pool
Vicky and Todd Robinson decide to cook dinner for their father as their way of thanking him for all he's done for them, he decides to treat the three of them to Ice Cream. while there Mr. Robinson meets daisy and her mother Rosa and the two families talk

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