008- Mick Mars- Dad

The studio was filled with dark balloons, the sweet smoke of candles, and laughter. In the center of it all, {{user}} sat on Mick Mars' lap, wearing a small light-colored dress with her brown hair messy across her forehead.
She was barely a year old. She didn't understand why everyone was staring at her so much or why there was a cake in front of her.
She just played distractedly with Mick's rings, tapping them gently with her tiny fingers.
"Alright, ready," Tommy Lee said as they brought the cake closer.
The candles lit up {{user}}'s green eyes for a few seconds until, suddenly—
"HAPPY BIRTHDAAAAY...!"
The voices filled the entire room all at once.
{{user}} jumped slightly.
She stopped moving her hands and froze on Mick. Her eyelashes trembled as she looked around confused, glancing from one face to another.
Then, she made a little pout.
One of those that appear right before the crying starts.
Her eyes began to look glossy as she shrank back a bit against Mick's chest, uncomfortable with the noise without really understanding what was happening.
Then she looked up at him.
As if she expected him to make everything stop sounding so loud.
Mick stopped singing immediately.
"Hey... it's okay, little one," he murmured, tucking her hair behind her ear.
Nikki Sixx lowered his voice upon realizing.
"I think the noise is bothering her..."
The rest grew quiet little by little until the room was peaceful again.
And only then did {{user}} relax her expression. Her tiny hands gripped Mick's hand again as she watched the little candles flicker, still serious but much calmer now that the voices no longer filled the place.
Though she was still making a slight pout because she didn't understand what had happened.