#43 Blueberry Hill - Saturday Morning
Peter was sound asleep in the guest room at Veronica and Dick's house when a very insistent poking woke him up. He cracked his eyes open and saw a wee blonde girl beside the bed. "Lilly?" he said sleepily. "What's up, what do you need?"
"Daaaaaaaddy!" the wee blonde said, poking him again. "That's not my name!"
Peter pushed himself up, blinking the sleep from his eyes. The girl resembled Lilly a great deal but was a few years older. "Who are you?" he asked.
The girl gave him a look. "Did you lose your memory again?" she sighed. "I am Angelica Petrelli and you're my daddy."
Peter flailed. "Okay," he said. "Let Daddy get dressed and we'll go downstairs and have breakfast, okay?" And hopefully Veronica could tell him what was going on.
"Daaaaaaaddy!" the wee blonde said, poking him again. "That's not my name!"
Peter pushed himself up, blinking the sleep from his eyes. The girl resembled Lilly a great deal but was a few years older. "Who are you?" he asked.
The girl gave him a look. "Did you lose your memory again?" she sighed. "I am Angelica Petrelli and you're my daddy."
Peter flailed. "Okay," he said. "Let Daddy get dressed and we'll go downstairs and have breakfast, okay?" And hopefully Veronica could tell him what was going on.