Little secrets

Little secrets

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Status: Finished

Genre: Other

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Conversation between Daddy and Daughter about Daddy's secret career. And about little virgins at school.

Summary

Conversation between Daddy and Daughter about Daddy's secret career. And about little virgins at school.

Chapter1 (v.1) - Little secrets

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Conversation between Daddy and Daughter about Daddy's secret career. And about little virgins at school.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: November 23, 2011

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: November 23, 2011

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Faith: Daddy,a parcel for you. Mr. Mitchell: Where do you get this? Faith: Uhm, a woman passed it to me while I was on the way back home. She said something about Colonel or Red 5? Mr. Mitchell: And you said? Faith: As scientifically interesting as that sounds, I don't think I understand. And she called me a moronic bitch. Mr. Mitchell: Then what you say? Faith: I was sure that not all informations I have should be detailed to you. So, I'll pass. I got chem and bio assignments with Kinsey, I'll be back before 9. Mr. Mitchell: Kinsey only? Faith: Alright, Kinsey and Chad. But I promise, it's about chem and bio only. Mr. Mitchell: I bet there'll be more. Faith: Pardon? Mr. Mitchell: Oh nothing, be back before 9. I wanna discuss with you something. It's exclusive. I mean, I should not keep it from you any further. Faith: Whatever, dad. Tell you what. I'll be back by 9. And let's have a movie marathon. My pick, mom would be back by 7, but she have last minutes appointment with her international client that need to be impressed wise. I mean, who is he? Some kind of millionaire jerk? Or the king? Plus that'll be a major mistake for me to say that. But I'm not at all worried. Mr. Mitchell: Oh, Sir Frank Russo. Your mom's most wanted yet snobby client. She's always waited for his presence, but then again, she'd like to use him as a counsellor to improvise stuffs like building a temple or handle stuffs like architecture. Billionaire, huh. What can we do? Faith: Yeah right. Oh, runnin' late. Gotta go Dad! Bye!

-9 o'clock- Faith: Mom, Dad I'm home. Mrs. Mitchell: Hey honey. Mr. Mitchell: Movie Marathon? Faith: Yeah, dad. What is the exclusive something you wanna discuss with me? Mr. Mitchell: Sit down. Faith: Oh. Mr. Mitchell: All this while, you thought I work at the air-force company don't you? Faith: Always! Isn't that your dream? Mr. Mitchell: No, honey. I work at the FOD academy. Faith: FOD? Mr. Mitchell: Forces Of Detective. That's where my Father, GrandFather and my ancestors grew up. But you were so willingly, you were so lasting, you wanted me at the air-force since you had your interests in airplanes and flying aircrafts. I could not make an objection. Faith: What? I mean, its totally understandable. That's super cool. But, why did you lie? Telling me where ever you worked, nothing's wrong with it. Mr. Mitchell: I have no choice. I don't wanna drag you into this academy. You had some other careers don't you? Faith: Well, not really. But, FOD seems cool! So what're you working on now? Mr. Mitchell: Immigrants. Illegal Immigrants. Some teenagers trying to smuggle some immigrants in with ecstacy with them. Smoking weeds. Faith: Ah, shouldn't they be locked up in Juvie when they're caught? Mr. Mitchell: They're not yet caught but we found some foreigners without passport trespassing the governor's land. Yeah, but then the foreigners are not opening up to us who smuggled them in. I bet, the smugglers must have threatened them big time. Like, kill their families or ruin their reputation? I dunno yet. Faith: Cool, what case have you succeed at before? Mr. Mitchell: Murder case. Do you know Elliot Phillips? Faith: That kid that just "graduated" from Juvie? Mr. Mitchell: Yeah. He was murdered. Faith: By? Mr. Mitchell: His stepfather. Practically, his stepfather envied his potential, and chose to steal it and make money out of it. They fought over that, and ended up Elliot was pushed out of the window, 8 stories high, landed on hard ground. And his stepfather tried to hide his corpse by slidding it under the canal. Report made by Ms. Lohan, Elliot's mother who filed both a report and a divorce about Elliot's stepfather. Disgrace. Mrs. Mitchell: Baby, now you know Daddy's career, marathon? I'll pop some corn? Faith: Mom, it's not about the career his living right now. It's about the cases he solved. That was epic Dad. You should have told me earlier. Ok Pumpkins, my pick of the Movie. Monte Carlo, starring Selena Gomez. The best! Mr. Mitchell: Good pick, baby. Now your Mom, go and pop some corn. We'll be waiting. Mrs. Mitchell: Sweet? Sour? Or mixed? Faith: Mixed. Oh and Dad I totally nixed the school report on Virgins. You know what? We have a little virgin in school that stood up to Riley. She's conceited. And I totally nixed that report. They call me awesome. Proud. Mr. Mitchell: Is there really such a thing now and then that there are still teenagers who never made out with anyone before? Faith: I dunno, but Principal Franklin wrote such an erotic stories. That made that little virgin chick so obsessed with sex. Blergh, gross. Mrs. Mitchell: It's called unprotected sex. Plus, cheap little sluts called little virgins, vapid. I have no idea why, but we should move on to Monte Carlo. Popcorns ready! Everyone: Yay!


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