Fatherly Advice

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"The two most important words in the any language…" Seto Kaiba said to the boy in front of him, "are 'Yes, dear'. I know it will be many years until you can appreciate how important those words are…" he dipped a small spoon into the open jar in front of him and came out with a spoonful of mashed carrots, "but trust me, you will need those words more than any other. Except possibly 'I'm sorry'."

Kaiba grinned just a bit, holding up the spoonful of mashed carrots before shoveling them into the waiting mouth. "It never hurts to apologize. Even if you haven't done anything wrong. Because as far as they're concerned, we were born wrong."

The spoonful of mashed carrots launched itself across the space between father and son, making a lurid orange mess all over Kaiba's face. The man took the assault on his dignity with surprisingly good grace, wiping the mess off before he continued his lecture. "Presents are also a good idea," he said sagely. "You can never go wrong with a necklace. Candy and flowers are far too iffy. And never… ever… buy them diet soda unless they tell you to." He offered his son another spoonful of mashed carrots. He soon found himself wiping said carrots off his face.

"Look, I know you don't like carrots, but you mother will have my hide if you don't eat them." He sighed, thinking longingly of hamburgers and steaks. He'd had to give them up years ago, save for the occasional meal away from the loving embrace of his family. "I promise, once you have teeth, I'll introduce you to real food."

"No you will not!"

"Yes, dear."