Posted Oct. 8, 2021, 3:29 a.m. by Captain Dante Knight (Commanding Officer) (David Shotton)
Bruce sat on his bed in the corner of the living room and watched them judgingly. Dante was up early today, and was already making coffee and getting breakfast while trying to keep Oscar, the small two legged energy demon, quiet and entertained. It meant that Dante was doing too many things at once, and when Dante did too many things at once he usually forgot Bruce’s morning treat of bacon that Natasha wouldn’t let him have, but Oscar always shared with him if Dante remembered to make it.
How the man was supposed to run this ship, Bruce had no idea. Watching him softly sing a terrible rendition of Baby Shark, in Italian, while making coffee and breakfast and making faces at the toddler convinced Bruce that it was probably all the XO that ran the ship. The previous bravado of Dante Knight where Bruce was his trusted side kick was gone, replaced by the Italian clown show. Of course, Bruce’s attitude would completely change once he actually got breakfast, but until then Dante was very low on his favorite people list.
“Hold on buddy,” Dante said, almost swearing as the breakfast he was getting ready for Natasha and Oscar to have in bed that morning was going to have to wait a moment. Picking Oscar up from the seat beside him, Dante walked to the comm screen and the chirping that had begun to ring out at this far too early hour. Frowning, he noted that the call was coming from off-ship. Looking around and noting the door to the bedroom was indeed closed, he hit the answer button.
“Oh my god there is my baby! He is so big! Hello my beautiful Lucciola.” A woman’s voice sprang out even as her image came onto the screen, but Dante needed no visual to recognize the voice. “Mama? What the hell are you doing calling this early?” His surprise was evident in his voice although he smiled.
“What am I doing? I’m calling to let you know we will be at the pickup point tomorrow like we arranged. For Oscars birthday?” Alessandra Knight folded her arms and tilted her head in Dante’s direction. “Where is my beautiful Daughter-in-Law? Is she at work already?”
Dante Knight
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