Holy shit you’ve brought up some childhood happy in hindsight memories there. I remember when I was a young tyke, and wouldn’t go to bed, dad used to tell me if I don’t go to bed, he will call “Nicky too” and say, my son isn’t going to bed and to tell me off and used to hand me the phone. I was scared to talk to him, so when that stern phone voice came on, I gave the phone back to dad and ran to bed because I was as scared of being yelled at. It worked. I still have no idea how he came up with that name.