Aphmau X Child! Reader

Chapter 32

"Ahaha! Alright. You caught me. I actually came over to invite you, Y/n, and Aaron to me and Eric's annual neighborhood New Year's party!"

"Annual..?" "Don't question it." You sighed, putting the carton of milk into the fridge.

"Yes! It's guaranteed to be a bouquet of fun~" You jumped at the other pun and slowly turned to the slightly miffed Aaron.

"You wanna go Aaron?" "Oh! Y-Yeah! Of course!" "We're in!"

Oh great.

"Oh good! Hm...Oh! These chips look good!...What isle did you have to walk down to get these Mija?" "Uhh...The chip isle?"

"Fascinating..." You clentched your teeth and went over to Aaron to quickly conspire some sort if plan or excuse to get Aaron out of this situation.

"What are we going to do? Abuelas hinting it too much! And in a terrible way too! There's no point in getting Aphmaus hopes up if your not going propose..."

"Aha...Right..." "...? Are you going to propose?" You gasped quietly.

"What!? No, No...Don't worry about it. Your right, I'll come up with something." You furrowed your brows.

Was he lying to you just now?

Jeez...How you hated liars.

Even if you used to be on yourself.

"...But if you want to stick around for a bite to eat, I'm going to make a chicken salad for lunch!"

"Ah! What kind of dress--ing do you have for it! I just want to make sure before I commit to anything.

"Abuela," You called out, "Uhm...Aren't there stuff you need to do for the party? You wouldn't wanna miss all that!" You grinned.

"Yeah! How about me, Aphmau, and
Y/n cone over later to talk to you about the party!" "Huh? But...What about lunch?"

"Aaron! That's a wonderful idea! Mija, we can do lunch at my place while we set up!"

"That...Actually sounds nice! Great idea Aaron!" "Yes. Great idea." "Mhm. Nice job." You sighed.

Aaron shot you a quick half-hearted glare before laughing awkwardly at how he just got himself further delved into this terrible situation.

"What now?" You whispeared.

Well, now you stood next to Sylvana with fascinated eyes watching as she did something with powder that looked similar to flour.

"Whoa...What are you making!" You gaped.

"Well, Neita, I'm making tamales!" "Wow...Tam-alees...That sounds so cool!" Sylvana laughed at your bad pronunciation and rubbed the space between your ears.

"That's no exactly how you say it but close enough. Wow, I can't remember the last time I made tamales!"

"It was for my highschool graduation!" "You remember that?" "Of course I do! Remember? You did it because...well...Dad didn't show up."

"I...Uh..."

"Dad?" You picked up, "I thought Eric was your Dad?"

"No, No. Eric is Katelyns Dad. My Dad is...somewhere else." "Oh. Did you two get a divorce?" "Uhm...Not--It's complicated."

"Okay. Well, where is he? Ooo! Do you think I could meet him one day? That way, I have have two grandpas!"

"No." Sylvana quickly snapped. That made you draw back a bit. "Why? I can never not have too much family!"