A/N: First off, before I start my rant, I want to say Merry Christmas to everyone and happy birthday to Jesus. Second, in honor of Christmas, i had to make a Christmas one-shot. Christmas is not that highly addressed, I just wanted to do something to show my Christmas spirit. This just kinda popped outta me. :D Here's my Seddie Oneshot! Hope you like! Like enough to review? No? Didn't think so.
"Daddy, please," Freddie's fourteen year old daughter, Mattie, begged her dad.
"Mattie, you know how I feel about you going to parties. You're only fourteen. I'm not letting you go to a Christmas house party."
"But dad," she whined. "Grace and Claire are going!"
"I don't care," Freddie said firmly. "You're not going and that's final."
Mattie's expression turned from hopeful to angry in a matter of seconds. "Why do you treat me like a baby? Like a two year old?" She asked, angrily.
"Age is only a number to me,"Freddie said. "I'm your father and you don't talk back to me! That's extremely disrespectful!" He practically yelled.
"Woah, woah, woah, what's going on here?" Sam asked, walking downstairs with her four year old twins, Levi and Colton.
"Dad won't let me go to Danielle's party!" She exclaimed.
"It's a house party," He said. "No fourteen year old goes to a house party."
"It's a Christmas party," Mattie said, exasperated. "Listen, I just want to have fun tomorrow night for Christmas. What's so wrong with that!? But unfortunately, I cannot because i have an overly protective dad." she said. Sam rolled her eyes. "You're dad loves you and wants the best for you." Sam said, stroking er daughters hair. "Look, I'll talk to him, k?" Mattie nodded and ran upstairs to her room, taking her two brothers with her.
"So what's the real reason you don't want her at that Christmas party?" Sam asked, as Freddie ran a hand through his hair.
"She's growing up so fast. She may never be my little girl again." Freddie said.
"Aah, typical. Look, Christmas is tomorrow and i think its best if let her enjoy herself. Can't pass up too many opportunities in life. Can she please go? Just for a few hours?"
Freddie sighed. "Fine, but i get to pick out what she wears. Nothing above the knee!" Freddie warned.
"That's my nub." Sam said, kissing her husband gently.