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She screwed up. Heck, it wasn't even the kind of screw up you could just write off this was a BIG screw up. She hadn't meant for it to happen it just sort of.. did? How was she supposed to remember about father's day when her real dad was dead, her cat dad was busy trying to get that cash money, and her new dad-not-quite-dad was sort of... on the fence if he was sort of her dad now. Legally he was her guardian. One of them. And he needed a gift. a father's day gift. Problem was, what did you get a guy who insisted he didn't 'need' anything?

She also had the whole 'don't steal money' issue so she'd gone and done like... legitimate work to earn some cash for once. Sure, it was mowing a few lawns and painting a few fencing in the middle of suburbia but lost of rich white folks ate that s**t up.
Kavinsky would be proud of her.

Still, she waffled on a gift too long and now.... she hoped she made the right choice. She was nervous about it if just because for all she did know about Kavinsky, there was still a lot she didn't know. Was it too much? He wasn't a very emotionally open guy. Look how long it took for him and Banks to actually take it to the bank! God, she was at least glad she didn't have to lock them in a room together that would have been hard to pull off.
Still, his birthday coming up, fathers day missed, she went into the living room with the gift tucked under her arm.

"эй мудак."

"Yeah, it is a language, which I'm learning and getting better at. Уроки Duolingo окупились." She sassed right back, grinning ear to ear. No doubt, K would give her another look for it.

He might be her guardian, but that didn't mean she was the perfect ward.

Going over to seat herself next to him, feet happily propped up on the coffee table, (sans shoes- she wasn't some heathen), Mordred felt her nerves fraying. Oh, putting on bravado was something she was good at but this.. emotional stuff was hard. Especially when it came to expressing herself to the typically standoffish Kavinsky. Not that she feared him pushing her away anymore just- she wasn't sure if it was something he'd like.
"Well, what is up is the every present opression of capitalism." She was stalling.
"And... ah..." s**t, she should have planned this better.

"Look." She said, hoping he'd not scoff at her and tell her that it was stupid and not needed but dang it she wanted to just.. show him it mattered. To her.
"I know I'm not.. the best kid and you didn't have to take me in but you did and-" She sniffled.
"Damn it, here!" She shoved the package at him.
"It's.. just open it."

God he was asking her to explain herself. Part of her screamed to answer him with how she didn't own him anything, not even an explanation. But the other part, the part that had thought this a good idea and had committed to it knew if she didn't explain, he'd guilt her into it and being guilt-ed was the worst.

"I... I missed fathers day." She groused out, armed crossed and leaning away from her guardian, avoiding eye contact. "And you're birthday is coming up but- I forgot to get you something so this is just late alright? Your birthday gift is different and I just-" She wiggled in her seat uncertainty awash on her face.

"I- I know not everyone thinks you're a good person but you are and.. I'm happy you chose me."

The present itself was one of those self decorate father's day frames, only, the letters had been painted over for Russian Cyrillic. Inside, was a clear candid photo of Kavinsky. One of him sporting a rare smile as he'd been wearing an apron and singing a Russian folk song, Mordred grinning in the background. But the forcus was on the cooking Peitro. The man Mory had in her way, claimed as her dad.

"Пьетро, ​​все в порядке? Чтобы ... позвонить тебе, мой папа?" She didn't look at him, but the nervousness was palatable.
"I mean, if you don't like it or it's too much I can get something else- I saved money from doing errand for those rich folks on the west end so it wouldn't be a big deal you know? I-" She babbled.

She was scared, for a variety of reasons. Peitro wasn't emotionally open, he liked his privacy, and while he was nice, he was also gruff and tended to be prickly. She wanted to have a family again. She wanted to be happy again, and being here, with him felt like family. It felt like home. Safe, happy, warm- she had someone who cared and it- it made her think that maybe she could have a normal life again. Maybe a bit unconventional, but normal. With school and friends and silly family vacations and drama.

She was scared, because for all the kindness he'd shown her, a tiny part thought he'd still regect her silly thoughts, her want to have him not just as her legal guardian but as a 'dad'.

So when he smiled it was like someone had gone and decided that Mordred should have all her emotions happen at once, and begin to fight back the urge to cry, (and also begin to lose said fight). Hands wrapped around him in a tight hug, as she buried her face into his side.
"You're-" The snort to fight back her growing inability to hold back her sheer happiness was loud, and rather undignified, "-You're going to go to all my parent-teacher meetings for when I get into fights. And have to bail me out of jail- and when prom comes around I'm going to date the baddest boy in the whole school, just to piss you off."
She sniffed again, smiling and holding him tight.
"Thank you. Thank you so much."

Her cries turned into smal hiccups as Slowly, Mory came down from her mini emotional roller coaster. Snorting back the snot and wiping the stray tears on her sleeve, she wasn't sure what came now. Legally he was her guardian and- now it way okay to call him dad. Papa.
"You-" She drew back one large snort, try to keep her voice even and vaguely threatening. "-You can't tell anybody about this okay? I- I have a reputation you know!"

She was supposed to be stronger than this but in a way, she was glad. She could cry and he didn't mock her or push her away. He held her, like family.
"You can't even tell Banks until you're married. This is.. this is a family secret now." She looked at him, smiling.
"Because we're family now." She let herself collapse next to him, curled into his side. "A weird but legit family."