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His Little Girl | Bradley Bradshaw x reader P. 38

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Hi my loves! Bradley brought you to Hawaii! How do you think this little vacay will go? what do you think you will do? I hope you enjoy reading my story as much as I love writing it for you all! I love you all so much! 💕 Happy reading and enjoy! ❤️

A/n: Your first day in paradise with your fiancé. Bradley has some plans made for you both and you and him may be wearing some of the cutest outfits ever 😘🌺🏝️

Word Count: 4.1k

Warnings: cursing, drinking, but so so much love from our fiancé 😍

Please don't take my work, I will find you. 

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You couldn’t believe this was happening. It all felt like a dream. Ever since you arrived at Mav’s hangar until now, it’s all felt like a dream. The whole way here you pinched yourself numerous times to make sure you weren’t dreaming. You were going to marry your best friend, he got a plane for you, and he brought you to Hawaii, somewhere you always dreamed of coming. You wondered how was this your life. 

Bradley gave you a kiss and you snapped back into reality. You looked up at him as he held onto you. You smiled with tears in your eyes, “Is this real, Bradley? Or am I dreaming?”

He smiled widely at you and wiped the tear that rolled down your cheek, “This is as real as it gets, sweetheart.” He grabbed your hands and ran you off the tarmac. He held your hand as you both sprinted through the airport. He kept looking back at you as he dragged you along. You were both laughing together.

“Bradley! Slow down!” You laughed as he continued to run.

“No time, sweetheart! We have so much to see!” He kissed your hand as you both ran.

 He stopped at the baggage claim and looked around. He was trying to catch his breath. He had a smile plastered on his face. He looked at you and kissed you hard, “Look, baby.” He chuckled and pointed. 

A chauffeur waited for you and Bradley in front of the airport. He stood there with Leis and a sign that read “The Bradshaws.” Your mouth was in a gaped smile as you tried to catch your breath. “I can definitely get used to that.”

Bradley pulled you under his wing and held you close as you approached the driver. The driver treated you and placed the Leis around your neck. He brought you out to the car. He drove you through O’ahu. You took in all the beautiful sights. Your body was overwhelmed with happiness. You rolled down your window. The warm air hit your skin and you gasped. The air was fresh, it smelt like ocean salt. This wasn’t the same smell from San Diego’s ocean salt, this one was different. It made you feel so relaxed and calm. You could smell the ocean, the sand, and all the different flowers. You couldn’t stop smiling. 

Bradley moved closer to you, threw his arm around you, and looked out the window with you. “Beautiful, just like you baby.” He kissed your temple. “Take it all in.” He took a deep breath, “You deserve it all and more, sweetheart.” 

The two of you pulled up to the hotel. It was an open floor layout. There were no walls or windows to block the outside views. It was all open so you could see the beauty around you. Bradley checked the two of you in. He brought you up to the room it was on the top floor. He placed the key to the door to unlock it. Right before he opened the door he picked you up bridal style and kissed your lips. “Paradise awaits you, Mrs. Bradshaw.” 

You giggled, “Not quite yet, Mr. Bradshaw. I am still your fiancée.” You smiled.

He pushed the door open and your jaw dropped. He carried you in and set you down. You stepped forward and took it all in, “Oh my gosh, Bradley.” It was breathtaking. 

The room was two stories. It had a spiral staircase to the second floor. Two of the walls were filled with floor-to-ground windows to show the outside view. It was beautiful. You had your own corner view of the ocean and the town. You could see everything from where you stood. You could hear soft and muffled Hawaiian music being played outside. Bradley grabbed your hand and laughed.

“Come, babe, it gets better.” 

He brought you to the sliding door. He opened it and he brought you out onto the wrap-around balcony of your corner room. Your jaw dropped, “Oh. My. God.” You laughed in between each word. “This is fucking crazy, Bradley!” You gasped sharply. 

He brought you over to the railing and held you from behind. The breeze was hitting you perfectly. It was humid, but the air felt so good against your skin. The music was now a little louder. It was echoing up to you. It sounded so soothing. You closed your eyes and took everything in. You felt on top of the world. 

Bradley kissed your ear. “Look down there, baby.” He pointed to an area down below you.

You looked down and saw a stage. There was a band set up down there. They were playing and singing the music you could hear. You turned quickly to Bradley, “Can we please go down there to listen?” You flashed him some of your best puppy dog eyes.

Bradley’s eyes went wide, “I think yours might be better than mine. With those, you’ll always have me saying yes, sweetheart.” He smiled and kissed your forehead. “Of course, we can baby. Let the adventure begin.” 

Bradley brought you to the bedroom and on the bed laid two outfits. You looked at him confused. “How did these get here? We don’t have any luggage?”

“Don’t worry about it. I have all of that covered.” He kissed your head, “Get changed, beautiful.” 

You both cleaned up in the bathroom and then went to change. You picked up the dress that was left for you. It was a tropical print cami dress with buttons down the torso. It had a slit starting at mid-thigh. It was super flowy and cute. It was covered with exotic pink orchids and palm leaves. You slipped into it and gave yourself a twirl in the full-body mirror. Bradley emerged from the bathroom with a shirt to match your dress and some cargo shorts. His shirt was unbuttoned and his abs were on full display. He stood in front of the mirror fixing his hair. He looked back over to you and his jaw dropped.

“Holy crap, baby. You look so good in that dress.” 

You walked up to him slowly and kissed his lips sweetly. You started to button his shirt for him. “You sure know how to pick an outfit, Brad.”

Bradley laughed and shook his head, “Please, baby. You are talking to the man of a thousand Hawaiian print shirts. Of course, I know what I am doing here.” He winked at you. 

You finished buttoning his shirt and gave his chest a pat. He held your hand and brought you over to the bed. He sat you down and got on his knees. He pulled a box from under the bed and showed you. “I think you’re going to like these even more.” He opened the box and pulled out some cute espadrille open-toed flat-formed sandals. The straps were white and they matched your outfit. He slipped them onto your feet and buckled the ankle straps.

“Thank you, Bradley. They are so cute. You shouldn’t have done all this.” You had tears in your eyes.

“You’re welcome, beautiful. You deserve everything and more. I want to spoil you, forever.” He kissed your foot and set it on the floor. He pulled out another box for himself. He pulled out some white boat shoes for himself. He slipped them on and stood up. “Ready?”

You nodded and took his hand. You went to the elevator and made your way back downstairs. You walked through the hotel and ended up out where the stage and the band were. It was right next to the beach. Bradley brought you over to the band. There was a crowd of people listening to them. 

They started to play and sing E O Mai by Keali’i Reichel, Bradley spun you around and brought you in close to him. He held your hand in his and his other rested on your lower back, you rested your free hand on his chest. He put his forehead to yours and slow danced with you to the song. It felt like it was just you and him, without a care in the world. You two swayed slowly to the beat as everyone watched on. You could hear a couple of people cooing about yours and Bradley’s cuteness. 

After listening and dancing to a couple of songs you and Bradley took a stroll around the beach. You took off your sandals and Bradley took off his shoes. He held your hand and used his free hand to hold both yours and his shoes. You clung onto his arm and laid on his bicep. 

“How are you enjoying yourself, so far?” 

You looked up at him and smiled, “We have only been here for a couple of hours and I never want to leave.” You smiled at him in a daze.

“I am so happy you are enjoying yourself, sweetheart. You deserved a little vacay after a stressful work week.” He kissed the top of your head. “Is there anything you want to do? Like specifically?”

You shook your head, “I really don’t know what to do. I’m for doing anything. Having an open agenda. As long as I am with you, anything is good with me.” You kissed his bicep. 

You could hear a smile crack across his face. “I love the sound of that, baby girl.”

You continued your walk along the beach. You eventually ended up at a little Tiki Lounge with food and drinks. You two sat down and ordered a couple of drinks and lunch. The whole time all Bradley could do was look over at you and smile. Throughout the whole lunch, he kept reaching over the table and asking for your hand. Every time you would give him your hand he was pulling it to his lips and kissing your ring. All you could do was blush.

“God, I love you so much, y/n. I am truly the luckiest man on earth right now.”

You blushed even more, “Bradley stop. Please.” You giggled sweetly.

He sipped his drink and set to down. He cleared his throat and shook his head, “Baby, I am serious.” He leaned over the table, “I don’t mean to toot my own horn, but I am sure every person in here thinks you are breathtaking.”

You looked around and shook your head laughing. “Baby. I am serious. Stop!” He grabbed your hands. “Like that guy is totally checking you out despite me being here with you and holding your hands right now. But I am the lucky man that gets to take you home.” He kissed your hands. “I am so damn lucky, sweetheart.” 

You took your hands from him and bit your lip. You raised your brows and looked over your shoulder at the guy staring you down. You looked over to Bradley and wiggled your brows, “You want some free drinks, Bradshaw?” You narrowed your eyes at him and gave him a devious smile. 

“What do you mean, sweetheart?” He laughed.

You switched your ring from your left hand to your right hand. 

“Baby, what the hell are you doing?” He started to laugh. “Noooo, you wouldn’t dare.” He narrowed his eyes at you.

“Do you want to bet, Bradshaw? This will be just like college.” You winked at him and stood up. You fixed your dress and walked over to the bar.

“I want a Blue Hawaiian, sweetheart.” He laughed.

You flashed him a thumbs-up and walked to the bar.

Bradley leaned back in his chair and laughed, “God, I fucking love her.” He watched the show unfold before him.

You approached the guy at the bar. “Hey.” You flashed the guy a smile.

He straightened his back out and smiled at you, “Hey.” He looked over at Bradley. “Is that your friend?”

You looked over at Bradley and looked back to the guy, “Yes it is.”

“Cute you guys are matching. What is it? A besties trip?” 

You nodded, “Yea, you could say that.” You giggled.

He pointed to the girl sitting next to him, “My sister here thinks he’s cute and I think you’re cute. We should all go out later.” He waved over to the bartender. “Can I have two…” He looked at you and smiled.

“Blue Hawaiians.” You winked at him.

He checked you out and nodded, “Blue Hawaiians, please.” 

The bartender made your drinks and he slipped you a business card with his name and number on it. He took your hand in his and shook it. 

You shook his hand awkwardly and nodded, “It was nice meeting you…” you looked at his business card, “Chad.”

He smiled, “You as well…”

“Y/n.” You smiled.

He nodded and winked at you, “Y/n.”

You picked up the drinks and went back over to Bradley. You started to laugh hard as you placed the drinks down. You sat back and took a deep breath. Bradley grabbed one of the drinks and started to drink it.

He smiled as he was drinking, “What, sweetheart?”

You covered your eyes, “We have a date later on with them. His sister thought you were cute.” You started to laugh.

Bradley slouched and his eyes went wide, “What the fuck did you do, baby!?” He started to blink at you.

You slid Bradley the business card. He looked at it confused. “A business card?” 

“No, Brad. Look.” You pointed to the card.

“Chad. A car salesman.” He stared at it for a minute before bursting into laughter. “Are you fucking kidding me!” He started to laugh even louder, “Who the fuck hands out business cards to give someone their number.” He wiped the tears from his eyes, “Fucking CHAD. A CAR SALESMAN. How much more of a douche can you be?” He was laughing even harder as he flew back against the seat covering his face. He started to turn red.

You started to laugh with him, you were crying. “Bradley, stop!” You leaned over and started to play slap his arms. 

He moved side to side trying to avoid your slaps. He looked up and stopped laughing. He straightened himself out. Chad and his sister were walking over to you. You sat quietly smirking at Bradley.

“We will see you guys later. Call me, y/n.” He winked at you and gave Bradley a nod.

Bradley raise his brows and nodded back at him. The sister blew Bradley a flirtatious kiss and waved bye to him. Bradley smiled awkwardly and waved back. Bradley looked back at you and rolled his eyes. You mocked the girl's flirtatious kiss and wave. Bradley grabbed your hand and looked back at them as they walked out. 

“Baby, stop that they’re still in here!” He laughed. He grabbed the business card and ripped it, “There is no way we are spending our vacation with them.” He laughed.

You switched your ring back onto your left hand. He grabbed your hand and kissed it. “Right where it belongs.” He winked at you.

You both finished your food and free drinks. You and Bradley went back to walk on the beach. You ran into a couple of shops as you walked. You went in and bought Leia a couple of shirts, necklaces, and bracelets. You and Bradley just roamed around the area taking in all of its beauty. There was always someone singing and playing live music as you both made your way around town. It was so nice and peaceful.

After doing some touristy kind of things, Bradley looked at his watch. “Oh baby, we’ve got to get a move on!” He grabbed your hand and flagged for a taxi.

“What do you mean?”

A taxi stopped and he pulled you in, “You’ll see sweetheart.”

The taxi pulled up to a big walkway full of families. Bradley paid the driver and helped you out of the car. 

“Where are we?” You looked around.

He kissed you and brought you to the front of the line. You were greeted by some hula dancers.

“Oh, Mr. Bradsahw! We’ve been expecting you! It’s so good to see you again!” They gave you both more Leis and bracelets.

I looked at Bradley confused as we walked in. “They know you here?”

He nodded, “My dad used to always take Mav, my mom, and me here when he was still alive. After he passed and I got older, Mav and I tried to take my mom at least every year. Hawaii makes her happy.” 

You smiled and nodded at him. He offered you his arm and you looped yours in with his. He walked you both over to your seats. It was right in front of the stage. They served you food and drinks. You looked up to the stage and you gasped. You turned to Bradley.

“Oh my gosh, is this the Luau you used to tell me about in college?” Your jaw was hanging. “The one that’s hard to get into?”

He leaned over and kissed your cheek, “It is, baby. I already know you’re going to ask how. So don’t. Don’t worry about it. Just enjoy yourself, babydoll.” 

The Luau started. They demonstrated the dance of every island. It was beautiful to watch. In each set, their clothing changed. The colors were so vibrant and the dances were so elegant. There was a point in the show where they pulled volunteers. They came and took Bradley. He was up on stage. They put a grass skirt on him and showed him how to shake his hips. You giggled as you watched your fiancé shake his hips with confidence. He pointed to you and blew you a kiss. He turned around and shook his hips like they didn’t lie. You cupped your mouth and cheered for him. After he finished his dance he made his way back down to you laughing, slightly sweaty.

“Do you think Shakira would have approved, babe?” He plopped down next to you and threw his arm around you before taking a swig of his guava juice.

“I think you outdid, Shakira.” He raised his eyebrows at you and raised his glass to you. You grabbed yours and toasted with him before taking a sip.

After the show, Bradley brought you back to the photo area. You got your photo professionally taken and printed out. You and Bradley were standing with your backs to the view of the ocean’s waves crashing behind you and palm trees. It was so cute. Bradley also took a selfie of the two of you. He had his arm wrapped around your shoulders and he held the phone up. You laid on his chest and had your ring on full display while your hand rested on his chest. He snapped the picture and sent it to the group chat with the dagger squad. They all replied back quickly.

Hangman: ALOHA, Beaches! 🤙🏼

Bob: Looking FINE-apple 🍍

Fanboy: Did you get LEI’D yet? 😉

Coyote: Y’all looking Alo-HAWT. 🥵

Phoenix: SHOW ME YOUR TIKIS! 🗿

Payback: i LAVA you both 🌋

Mav: I can’t wait for you two to get MAUI’d. 👰🏻‍♀️🤵🏻‍♂️

Bradley laughed at the messages and put his phone away. The two of you got a cab back to the hotel. When you got there, Bradley opened the door and the room was lit up by candles. There were cute little white artificial plumerias scattered all around the room. Bradley stood in front of you and placed his forehead on yours. He rubbed his hands up and down your arms. He brought one of his hands up to your cheek and raised your head so your eyes met with his. He analyzed your face as he stroked his thumb over your cheek. His other hand made it down to your hand and he interlocked your fingers with his. No words were exchanged, just deep eye contact. He licked his lips and took a deep breath.

“I love you with all my heart, y/n. I will love you until the end of time and beyond. I promise.” 

He slowly brought his lips to yours but when they met they came crashing in. You inhaled sharply as your lips met his. You felt like you were floating away on a cloud. Bradley gently massaged your cheek as he sweetly deepened the kiss. You moved your hand from his, you ran your hands up his sides and around his back. He took a step closer to you without moving his lips from yours. With his other hand, he lightly ran it from the back of your head all the way down to the small of your back. His breath quickened. You took little gasps of air in between each kiss. His tongue with yours felt smooth against yours. His lips were so soft and wet from your exchange of saliva. His once tense body felt like putty in your hands. Your heartbeats were in sync with one another. Everything just felt so right with him. He was making all your wildest dreams come true within a matter of 48 hours. 

He pulled away from the kiss catching his breath. He opened his eyes and smiled at you sweetly. I’ll run a bath for us, baby girl.” He placed a soft long kiss on your forehead before retreating up the stairs to the master bathroom. 

You stood there for a minute and bit your lips. You looked around smiling at how the room was decorated. You felt like you were on cloud nine. You brought your hands up to your neck and rested them on either side, “This cannot be real… How is this all real?” You chuckled to yourself. You took a deep breath.

“Sweetheart.”

You looked up to Bradley and he gestured with his hand for you to come upstairs. You went up the stairs and he grabbed your hand. He led you into the bathroom. He was filling up the jacuzzi tub for you both. There were candles and flowers all over the bathroom. Next to the tub were some robes, a card, some champagne glasses, and champagne. You picked up the card and read it aloud.

“Congratulations on your engagement. We love you both so much. Enjoy! Aloha! Love the squad.” You smiled and shook your head. “I thought they didn't know about all of this?”

Bradley came behind you, moved your hair aside, and kissed your shoulder. “They didn’t, but I guess you and I will just keep getting little surprises.” You placed the card down and picked up the champagne. You handed it to Bradley, “Will you do the honors, my future husband?” You looked at him sweetly through your lashes.

He gently grabbed the bottle from you and kissed your nose. “It would be my pleasure, my future wife.” He popped the bottle open and the foam started to run and leak to the floor. He grabbed the glasses and filled them. He set the bottle and full glasses back down by the tub. 

“As much as I love this dress on you, I love to watch it go.” He smirked at you. He helped you out of your dress. He exaggerated his movements as he removed your dress. His touch lingered over each part of your body and his light touches made your skin feel like it was on fire. 

You helped him out of his clothes kissing every inch of him as the clothes fell off. His breath was sharp every time your lips made contact with his already hot skin. The two of you stood there naked as the tub finished filling. He picked you up bridal style and carried you into the tub. He set you down and sat down. He started the jets. He groaned and his eyes rolled back as he was being massaged by the jets.

“This feels so good, sweetheart. Come and sit with me.” He put his arms out for you.

You sat in between his legs and laid your head back against his chest. You inhaled and exhaled deeply. Your body became so relaxed and your heart rate so slow, it was as if you didn’t have one. Bradley wrapped an arm around your waist and handed you a glass of champagne. 

“To being in paradise with the love of my life.” Bradley kissed the back of your head and you two clicked glasses. 

“Every day is paradise when I am with you, Bradley. I love you.” 

“I agree to that, sweetheart. I love you, y/n.” 

You two took a sip and placed the glasses back down on the side of the tub. You melted into Bradley’s embrace and relaxed with him to end your long day of adventuring. 

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First day in Hawaii with Bradley was a success! He treats us go good, it's a damn crime. I fall in more love with him as I continue to write the story 🥰 I hope you are all enjoying! I will see you in the next part when paradise with Bradley continues! 🫶🏼

My lovelies are in the comments 💕

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Kasper’s Dream

Hey Everyone. My apologies for not posting in a few weeks. The office got really crazy and super stressful. I am in a much better place now. Anyways this is a little fic I wrote as a request from @46534566.

Request: Hi I love you’re Top Gun Oneshots and I would love to read on when you’re Roosters and Phoenix daughter and as you come into school the teacher asks you and you’re classmates what do you wanna be when you grow up you say that you wanna be fighter jet pilot just like you’re parents you’re teacher doesn’t believe you though telling you that there’s no way that both you’re parents are fighter jets pilots for the navy you can’t help but put out you’re tongue out when she isn’t looking she will see! And you will get you’re Moment as Bradley and Natasha pick you up from school one day for the first time still with they’re uniforms on which show of all they’re awards and ranks with also the pin for the fighter pilots the kids look at them with big eyes and you’re teacher can’t believe it that you told the truth she try’s to get her voice back as she looks from Natasha too Bradley and then to you which cuddled up to you’re mums side back up to Rooster asking if they’re you’re parents she could have leaven out that question you’re the little version of Nat with Bradley’s eyes you can’t help but whisper „told you so“ under you’re breath the kids in you’re class whisper in the background talking about that you have the coolest parents on earth and it’s true. Much Love❤️

Rating: T to be safe

Words: 1.9k

Pairings: PhoenixxRooster

A/N: ...Kind of went over board and maybe started a part 2.....also I am active duty so I had a lot of fun with this. Also, I love teachers.

Nicole Trace-Bradshaw was 7 years old the first time she decided what she wanted to do when she grew up. Her parents both had very dangerous jobs with the Navy as Aviators, but it could also be a lot of fun...at least that was what her surrogate grandfather and both of her parents said. To be specific her parents were Top Gun Graduates and the best the Navy had to offer. Nicole learned the call signs of her parents and very large extended family early on as it was easier to say that many of their last names as a young child. Nicole also grew into the habit and sneaking up on anyone and everyone she spoke to and seemed to appear out of nowhere like a ghost would. That was how Nicole gained the nickname Kasper - after the friendly ghost.

Her surrogate grandfather, Pete Mitchell, was a retired Naval Captain who had been one of the top Top Gun pilots. Pete - call sign “Maverick” - would often show Kasper the ins and outs of the different parts of a plane and its engine. He took her in his P-51 Mustang for the first time when she was 7, and Maverick knew he had awoken a beast inside of this little girl. He knew full well she would want to become a pilot just like himself and her parents. Maverick had decided to continue helping Kasper as she grew up to learn the different aspects of different planes.

Kasper never expressed to her parents about her new found dream because she wasn’t sure how they would react because her grandfather had pulled her father’s papers from the Naval Academy. She wanted to be confident that they would not be mad at her and research more things abut being a pilot, the Navy, and more just to prove to her parents - when she did tell them - that she was serious about this. One thing she knew she had to do was keep up with her teamwork and her fitness, so she became involved with spots and extracurriculars. These activities also allowed her to stay busy since her parents were gone often with different missions they had to fly.

Now Kasper was 10 years old, and her passion for planes and the Navy showed. She had been so excited when her teacher had announced they would be doing a big project at the end of the year showcasing what they wanted to be when they grew up. Her passion was a little much as she had ended up writing more than the two pages the teacher wanted as well as the fat that she built a very elaborate presentation for the Navy and the Top Gun program. Kasper had been devastated when both of her parents had been called away about a month into her building the project on their own separate missions. They had been away for two months now, but Kasper kept going because she knew they would come back because they promised to.

The day of the presentation came, and Kasper was dropped off by her grandfather at school. She had dressed in the kid version of a flight suit her grandfather had gotten for her that had her nickname on a patch on the front. She had a bomber jacket that had every squadron patch her parents had ever gotten sewn all over. Lastly, she had a helmet that her grandfather had helped her paint a design as well as her nickname on the back just like a pilot helmet would be. She had aviators on top of her head while her hair was in a bun just like her mother’s. If Kasper was older and taller, people would mistake her for her mother; however, the ten year old had her father’s eyes which were brighter than normal as she walked into class.

The entire day dragged on as Kasper listened to the teacher talk about everything they needed to learn for the day, but she was eagerly awaiting her turn to present. Her presentation had video footage and interviews she did from her extended family about their experiences. The young brunette was almost positive that she was going to get extra credit on this assignment because of how much she did. At the sound of her name being called, Kasper flew to the back to get her helmet and put it on the teacher’s desk as the teacher set up her presentation. The entire time Kasper was talking or playing the clips she had or explaining different things, her class was engaged. They were clearly shocked to see just how much she knew, but Kasper knew better. She could see the deep frown on her teacher’s face as well as what the eyes of many of her classmates said to her. They didn’t believe her about her parents or the fact that she could do this.

Once the last video of her presentation finished, Kasper pointed to one of the female classmates she had when the classmate raised her hand with a question. “Why would you wanna do a boys job?” The classmate’s tone was sassy and clearly one that wanted to start trouble.

“Being a pilot for the Navy is not just a male’s job. Men and Women go to the Naval Academy every year to become Aviators. Both of my parents are Top Gun Graduates and are the best the Navy has to offer. I plan to-” A frown crossed Kasper’s lips as the teacher quickly interrupted her.

“That was a great presentation Nicole; however, this was a project about something realistic that you wanted to do when you grew up,” The tone the teacher spoke was clearly one of disbelief in her own student. She obviously thought that Kasper was not going to achieve her dream or that her dream was not something she should even go after. “Why don’t you take a seat, and we’ll talk after class?” she asked gently before turning away from Kasper to call up the next student.

Kasper halfway stomped to her seat and sat down trying to make herself smaller than she was and stuck her tongue out at the teacher the moment she had a clear second. She would become a Top Gun Pilot. She would prove everyone wrong.

The day continued to drag on for the last few hours of the day. During lunch, Kasper elected to stay by herself and not talk to anyone because Kasper knew if she did speak to anyone, she would lose it. She had a slight scowl on her face that warded off anyone who would try to talk to her as well. Once the bell rang, Kasper ignored her teacher’s instructions and bolted from the room with her things to go to her grandfather’s car and cry. She was deeply hurt that no one would believe her. Kasper was even more hurt at the giggles and whispers and indirect comments from her classmates and even her teacher.

As Kasper slowly made it down the steps, tears began to run down her cheeks from finally letting the hurtful words get to her. The ten year old went wide eyed as she felt someone grab her arm. She turned and frowned seeing her teacher holding her arm. The green eyed girl narrowed her eyes slightly at the older woman who was holding her arm in a way she didn’t like.

“Nicole, that was very rude of you to run out like that when I had asked you to stay after class. Now, in regards to your project, I will give you two more days to redo the small paper and another presentation on something a bit more realistic than a pilot,” her teacher said sternly looking down at the child in front of her. “If you choose to not redo your project, I will have no choice but to fail you...especially since this project is the biggest chunk of your grade.”

The young child looked away from her teacher trying to force more tears to not come from her eyes. She would not show anymore tears to this woman because according to her mama...”If anyone makes you cry, don’t let them see your tears.” The ten year old eye’s widened suddenly at the sound of a voice she hadn’t heard in two months.

“Is there a problem here?” a male voice asked. The male as well as the female beside him were both dressed head to toe in khaki colored clothing. Both adults had aviator sunglasses on as the female had a bun while the male had his hair slicked down. The name tag on both of the adults said “Trace-Bradshaw.” Both adults had multiple decorations on the opposite side of their name tag showing just how much field experience they had. The male was Bradley Trace-Bradshaw - Kasper’s father - while the female was Natasha Trace-Bradshaw - Kasper’s mother. Their call signs were Rooster and Phoenix.

The two military members had come home while Kasper was in school and wanted to surprise her by picking her up. They were not expecting to see Kasper look like she was about to cry while the teacher was towering er their daughter and holding her arm.

Kasper’s teacher frowned at the two adults. Clearly she didn’t care enough to know what Kasper’s parents looked like cause she didn’t recognize them. She quickly let Kasper go and gave a tight smile. “There is nothing wrong. I am simply a concerned teacher trying to guide a troubled student. However, visiting hours have just ended for the day-” The teacher’s face became pale as Kasper spoke up quite loudly.

“Mom! Dad!” Kasper yelled as she ran away from her teacher and tackled her parents dropping her backpack and helmet in the process. She quickly hid behind her mother and slowly stuck her head out to look at her teacher who looked disturbed.

Rooster watched his daughter hide behind her mother and turned to the teacher - who was gaping at the trio like a fish not noticing many parents, teachers, and students were staring. His eyes narrowed slightly at the teacher as his anger began to rise. His wife had told him how this teacher of Kasper’s had caused multiple incidents but still blamed Kasper.

“She didn’t believe me for the project we did about what I wanna be when I grow up neither did a lot of my classmates. She told me my dream to be a Top Gun Pilot wasn’t realistic,” Kasper whispered loud enough for only both of her parents to hear her. Her green eyes never leaving the disbelieving teacher.

Bradley’s jaw clenched at the sound of his daughter’s voice. “My daughter can be or do whatever she wants to do whatever she wants to. If she wants to be a Naval Aviator, then so be it. There is nothing unrealistic about that. My father was a Naval Aviator. The man who is like a second father to me was a Naval Aviator. Both my wife and myself are Naval Aviators. I will worry for her safety, but I will not hinder her and prevent her from doing what she wants to do with her life,” Rooster said passionately...and a little loudly making sure the people watching could hear him.

Kasper nuzzled more into her mother and hid a smile as she looked at her teacher in triumph. “Told you so,” she whispered softly making her mother hold back a small laugh. It’s safe to say that Kasper never went back to that teacher after that day.