Chapter 18
Dallas bounced her foot impatiently as she waited on her friends to join them in the nursery. She needed to hold a Little Council Meeting.
“Here are the sticker sheets, Dallas,” Nanny J said, setting them down in front of her.
“Thank you, Nanny J,” she said, giving the teacher her sweetest smile, hoping she wasn’t being suspicious.
“You’re welcome, sweet girl,” Nanny J said, stroking her curls.
“What are you working on so early this morning? Is it more for your Halloween card for your Daddy?” the teacher asked, motioning to the very elaborate card on the drying rack.
It had started with just some stamps and paint, but with every day that passed, Dallas added more to the card.
It looked more like a book now. She’d created pictures of all the fun things she and Daddy had done since arriving at the Ranch.
“I think it’s more like a Halloween Book,” Dallas admitted.
Nanny J smiled. “I bet it will be a very special book to your Daddy. I know he is going to love it.”
Dallas smiled. She hoped her Daddy loved it. She was going to give it to him on Halloween morning!
“If you’re not working on something for your craft, what are you working on?” Nanny J asked again.
Darn that woman. Couldn’t she just drop it?
Dallas looked down at the scraps of paper covering what she was really working on.
“It’s a Halloween surprise,” she said, hoping that it didn’t count as a lie. It was for Halloween and it was definitely a surprise.
“Well, I can’t wait to see it all finished,” Nanny J said before going to greet Tommy at the door.
Dallas looked down at the pieces of prank she had in her hand. She bet if the teacher knew what she was doing, she could wait to see it. Dallas' heart beat and her tummy bubbled as she continued to cut circles in the sticker sheets.
“Whatcha doing?” Tommy asked, sitting in a chair beside her.
“I’ll explain when everyone is here. Can you cut lots of circles quickly?”
He nodded.
“If Nanny J comes this way, you gotta put some paper over the circles, okay?”
“This feels very naughty,” he said, cutting quickly. “Didn’t you spend time with Sadie this weekend?”
She nodded.
“It is naughty then! What has she influenced you to do?”
“Is maybe a tiny bit naughty.”
He shot her a look that let her know he knew she was fibbing, but she didn’t have time to think about it too much. They needed hundreds of circles.
Eloise, Natalie, Hadley and Lori soon filled the chairs around the small art table.
“We need lots of big circles in white, medium circles in light pink, and teenie-tiny dark pink circles.”
She was humbled by the fact her new friends jumped into action with no questions asked.
“I still think we should know what we’re getting into,” Tommy mumbled.
“We’re going to make boo-bies,” Dallas finally answered, swallowing a nervous giggle.
“We’re going to what?” Eloise asked, raising her eyebrows.
“We are going to pull off the best prank of twenty-twenty-five,” she said, hoping she sounded confident.
“Oh no, I knew Sadie influenced you,” Tommy groaned.
“I think it’s going to be epic!” Dallas said.
“I think we’re going to get spanked,” Tommy said.
“I like it!” Hadley’s communication tablet said.
“Thank you, finally some support,” Dallas said, frowning at the others.
“Boobies?” Tommy said, rubbing his forehead.
“No. Boo-bies. ‘Cause it’s ghosties,” Natalie corrected.
“Right,” he said, dryly. “Totally different.”
“Yes, totally different,” Dallas agreed. She was starting to think maybe Tommy had a Big deep down inside of him ‘cause he was kinda growly.
“So what are we gonna do?” Eloise asked.
“After we make the sticker boo-bies, we’re gonna keep our eyes peeled for any ghosties the Ranch has out for decorations. Then we’re gonna have to be super sneaky ninjas and sneak the stickers on the ghosts.”
“This is so funny! We’re gonna stick them to any ghosts we see?” Lori asked.
Lori was a Little Dallas had just met recently. She had an older brother, Blake, who was in the Butterfly Room and Dallas had liked her the moment they’d met. She’d just known Lori would be a team player.
Dallas nodded. “I finished assembling most of them this morning,” she said, pulling a few stickers from the pocket in Teefs.
“Oh my goodness. They look just like boobies!” Lori giggled.
Dallas scoffed, “Of course they do. If I want the prank to be epic, they needa look realistic.” She wasn’t an amateur.
“I love all of the teamwork happening over here,” Nanny J said as she observed them. They’d all picked up crayons and pretended to color their decoy crafts the moment Natalie had whispered “Nanny alert”.
“Thank you, Nanny J,” Dallas said.
The moment their teacher stepped away, Tommy took some of the boo-bie pieces from under his coloring page and put them in his overall pockets. “I’m going to regret it, I know it, but I’ll help with the prank.”
“Yay! Thank you!”
“Me too,” Hadley’s device chirped.
“Me three,” Lori said, adding some into her pockets.
“Just make sure we stick them to things they can be peeled off of. We don’t want to damage anything,” Dallas reminded.
“Yeah, because if we’re going to vandalize something we want to make sure we do it like respectable vandals,” Tommy said sarcastically.
Natalie giggled. “Right!”
Eloise took some and placed them in her shoe. “This is going to be epic.”
“Epically bad,” Tommy groaned, rubbing his butt like he’d already been spanked.
“No! There’s no way we will get caught. There’s six of us and the grown-ups will never be able to pinpoint who it was,” Dallas soothed. “Plus, if anyone does get caught, we can just blame it on the ghosts we're hosting.”
“They are super naughty,” Eloise agreed.
“Naughty,” Hadley added.
“Yeah, it’s totally foolproof. I thinked of everything!”
“Are you six amigos ready for snack time?” Nanny J asked.
“Yes ma’am,” they answered. Dallas placed her coloring sheet over the pile of boo-bies. She didn’t want them to get caught before they even started.
“How about you start to clean up the craft table while I unpack your snacks?” Nanny J suggested.
Dallas waited until she was gone before passing out the rest of the prank pieces.
“You’re a genius, Dallas,” Eloise said with a wide grin.
Dallas flushed. “I’m just really good at being bratty.”
“Is always the quiet ones who are good at being naughty,” Tommy said under his breath. Dallas thought maybe he was a little cranky. Maybe he needed an enema. That would make her cranky too.
“You know, if you don’t want to—”
“I do!” he interrupted, cutting her off.
Seeming to realize his declaration seemed a bit too enthusiastic, not to mention sort of negated all the other griping he’d been doing, he shrugged his shoulders.
“I mean, I’ve already cut out all these circles and it would be a waste of time to throw them away.
Besides, we’re friends and we gotta stick together, right? ”
“Right!” Dallas said, reaching over to give him a side hug. “Just remember that when you’re sticking all your boo-bies on the ghosties and you’ll be just fine, I promise.”
Her promise didn’t keep him from grumbling a bit more, but Dallas was pretty sure he sounded far less grumpy.
Daddy laughed as Dallas tried to lasso him in the bedroom after school. Daddy’s costume had come in and they were having so much fun trying them on.
“’Mere, sea horsie!” she giggled, chasing after him in her boots. Daddy really was a good sea-horsie. His silly inflatable costume jiggling with every movement.
“Oh nu! A runaway horsie! Help, Teefs!” Dallas said, calling her sidekick in to help her.
The zombie sat on the bed unmoving.
“You lazy bums!” Dallas scolded, making Daddy laugh again. Turning, he reversed the chase and he started to run after her.
“Oh no! Stampede!” she giggled.
“Come here, my little mermaid,” Pike teased.
“Aughhhh,” Dallas screamed, running and jumping on the bed.
“Oh! I have a tasty mermaid lying in my bed!” Pike said, shucking off the costume and climbing on the bed with her.
Her eyes widened and her cheeks turned even pinker.
“I bet this mermaid tastes like cotton candy and rainbows,” he said.
“No! I taste like liver. I’ll give you indigestion,” she stated, nodding indignantly. “You can’t eat me.”
Pike started unbuttoning her costume, “Oh, but I think I can,” he said seductively.
Dallas’ tummy tightened and arousal puddled low in her belly.
He pressed a kiss to her shoulders, chest, belly, and thighs as he peeled the costume off. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Bitty.”
She rubbed the palms of her hands up his chest over his shirt. “Can I touch you, Daddy?”
He pulled his undershirt off with one hand, something Dallas had always found arousing before he caged her in with his arms. Dallas' clit swelled as she studied the heated look in his eyes. He was so sexy.
“You want to know a secret, babygirl?”
She nodded. She loved when Daddy shared secrets with her. It meant he trusted her and that was so special to Dallas.
“I love it when you call me Dada.”
“You do?” she asked. She’d felt silly when she’d done it earlier. She’d been worried it was too babyish.
“I do because it signifies that you’re in your tiniest headspace and that makes Dada so happy.”
“Why?” she asked. She couldn’t really understand what he was getting out of all of all of this.
“Because it means you trust me enough to meet all of your needs. Daddy knows being Little isn’t easy, Bitty.
It’s hard to give yourself over to me like you do.
I control everything when you’re submitting like this to me.
Your food, drinks, baths, potty needs. Your submission is a beautiful gift, baby, and I am so incredibly grateful for it. ”
Dallas’ eyes filled with tears and she didn’t know what to say, but just like a good Daddy Dom, Pike knew that, so instead of expecting her to answer, he lowered his mouth to her neck and sucked a mark on the sensitive skin. “Naughty Dada.”
“Mmm, not naughty. Possessive. It makes Dada so hard when he knows you are wearing his marks.” He crawled down her body leaving marks as he went.
“How many days are in the month of October, Bitty,”
“Um, thirty-one, Dada.”
“Hmmm, let’s see if I can find thirty-one places to hide my mark on you.”
That sounded like a very good plan to Dallas.