"Grandma, Nanny Martha, where is Papa?!" Kaylus screamed from upstairs.
Pink, who was speaking with Yellow in the sitting room, looked up at her and smiled. "Your brother is not your Papa, Princess."
Kaylus looked confused for a moment before saying, "He buys me dolls, he comb my hair, he buys my clothes, we sleep together, he changes my clothes and bathes me too. He feeds me and takes care of me. I should call him, Mama, but he's a boy."
Pink sighed. "Bring her down, else she might fall."
A maid immediately hurried over the stairs to carry the baby.
Pink took the baby from the maid and tapped her nose. "Don't think you can fool me, little one. He told you to call him Papa, didn't he?"
Kaylus shook her head, "He didn't. Papa is Papa, Daddy is Daddy."
Yellow couldn't help but chuckle, while Pink felt a headache. This will be an issue when Maverick returns, she thought.
"Baby, listen, Papa is Daddy too."
