Happy Valentine's Day! Or as I like to call it, Single's Day Awareness.

So in honer of this day I've posted a story...about the relationship between fathers and their daughter's boyfriends? *Shrugs*

Anyway, I like writing these little shorts, or two part short, so if any of you have a scenario of these couples I have written about and would like to see then PM or leave it in the review. I won't promise I'll write it or post it right away, but I will play with the idea until I come up with something. Even if you have a different shipping pair or scenario, I would be willing to write it. Just nothing rated M and let's stick with heterosexual pairs since that is how the game is set up.

Have a lovely day with you loved ones.

Read, review, enjoy!

Fatherly Love

Robin was putting some lances on the weapon rack while Inigo was constantly dropping things. It seemed like the mercenary was aware why Robin was here. He supposed he should be glad that Inigo was brighter than he looked.

The traction would also be lying if he said he wasn't enjoying seeing Inigo squirm. He was the father of a daughter; he had a right to put a fire under Inigo to make sure he stayed in line. But because Inigo was actually staying instead of running away, Robin figured he should put him out of his misery.

"So Inigo," Robin started to say, and it caused Inigo to drop a bow that caused the string to snap, "I hear you and Morgan are getting pretty close." It still didn't sound right to say courting or dating when it concerned his future daughter.

"Y-yeah. I've, uh, been meaning talk to you about that. But, uh," Inigo paused and looked at all the weapons all around them before he let out a nervous laugh. "Could we do this where there aren't objects that could cause the blood to leave my body?"

A smile crossed Robin's face. "You'll be fine. You should know I wouldn't purposely harm one of Chrom's kids."

"R-right," Inigo muttered. He scratched the back of his head and a large blush covered his face. "Robin, I," he paused. Before taking a deep breath, he said all at once, "I REALLY LIKE YOUR DAUGHTER AND I WANT TO DATE HER!" He quickly closed his mouth and waited for Robin to say something. He looked like he was holding his breath. Robin thought he was going to pass out at any moment.

But Robin let Inigo sweat out the silence for a little while longer. The mercenary became redder by the second and his legs looked like they were about to give out on him. After maybe two minutes, Robin shrugged and said, "Okay."

"'Cause I promise to make her smile every day and treat her– wait. Okay?" Inigo was taken aback by Robin's word. But he didn't seem to believe it because he asked, "You're okay with me dating Morgan?"

"Nope," Robin said which made Inigo more confused. "But Morgan is old enough to choose who she wants to be with. That doesn't mean I have to like it."

"So does that mean I can date Morgan?" Inigo seemed to still be confused.

"I won't say anything about it as long as you follow these rules." It was pretty easy to come up with them. Even Cherche came up with a couple.

Inigo gulped before he said, "Fine, what are the rules?"

"Well the first one should be obviously. No more flirting with other women. Morgan deserves to be the only woman in your eyes."

"Well, Gerome already set that rule for me by threating to feed me to a wyvern," Inigo said in the hope of lighting the mood. But Robin's expression didn't change and Inigo kept his mouth shut.

Though Robin did smile mentally that his son was protective of his sister. "The two of you will never be in the same tent or room alone together," Robin said. It was his biggest rule and one he wanted to stress it the most.

"I…I suppose that's fair," Inigo muttered. It was obvious he didn't like that rule but he was smart enough not to voice it. At least not while he was surrounded by weapons.

The next rule was one that Cherche came up with and Robin was ashamed that he didn't come up with it. "When the two of you are in public do no more then hold hands. You can give her a kiss on the hand or forehead when the two of you are in the camp." As Cherche said to him, Morgan was a young lady and needed to be treated like one.

The mercenary kept his mouth closed and didn't seem to want to voice anything. If he was too shy to dance in front of others then he was probably the same when it came to public displays of affections.

Robin was slightly disappointed that Inigo wasn't offering any defense and that he was agreeing to his terms. Maybe he shouldn't have planned to meet Inigo in the weapon's tent. He was probably intimidating him too much. Perhaps he should have told Laurent that Inigo had guard duty or something. He had threats and other things that he and his wife had come up with that morning. He definitely hadn't expected the mercenary to be so willing to accept.

But then Robin was brought out of his thoughts when Inigo said, "Look Robin, I'm sorry I didn't come to you first about courting Morgan but it really did just all happen so fast. I tried to talk to you but I kept losing my courage each time. Trust me, your pretty intimidating even without all these sharp objects." He let out a nervous chuckle at the end.

A sigh escaped Robin. "I guess my plan to scare you away from Morgan didn't work."

The fear returned to Inigo's face. "Wait, what?"

"It was a joke Inigo. But I am serious about the rules," Robin said much to Inigo's relief. "As a tactician, I won't put you on the front lines. But I can give you unfavorable night shifts and camp duties."

"Well at least I'll keep all my body parts."

"Not if I let a certain wyvern roam free. Chrom can't blame me if his son gets eaten by a random wyvern attack."

"What's with you and your son threating me with death by wyvern?" Inigo muttered.

"Great minds think alike it seems," Robin replied.

"Does that mean that you'll go easier on the me of this time?"

"Not a chance."

"I guess I should have known that."

There was a brief moment when the two men just stood and looked at each other. Inigo kept rubbing the back of his head as moved a lance with his foot. Robin figured it was time he directed his attention on something eles. "I guess we're done here. I have to make some preparations for the next battle."

The traction started to walk out of the tent but noticed that Inigo was staying in his place. It looked like he was about to continue the fake job Robin created. Robin just shrugged. "Come on, I'm sure you have better things to do."

"Y-yes sir," Inigo said and practically ran out of the tent like he was afraid Robin may change his mind.

Robin stepped out of the tent into the blinding sunlight. He took one more moment to be act like the father of a young woman before he had to return to the war at hand.

But suddenly he was nearly tackled to the ground by a woman with rose colored hair. Robin quickly regained his balance so the two of them wouldn't have tumbled over. He looked down to see his ever smiling Morgan. "Father!" She cried out in delight.

"What are you up to Morgan?" He asked as he patted her head.

She let go of him and looked up at her father. "You told me yesterday that we'd have a strategy game today. I stayed up all night coming up with strategies. You are so going down!"

He had told her yesterday morning that they would have a match but after discovering her with Inigo it had slipped his mind. "I'm sorry, but I've got to prepare for the next battle. If you wait a couple more hours I'll be ready for a match with you. You better use that time to study up because it's not going to be that easy to beat me," Robin told her with a sly grin. Cherche says Morgan had his smile.

"We'll see about that," Morgan declared. But her eyes started drifting away toward the camp. "Was that Inigo leaving the weapon's tent?"

"Yeah."

"What were the two of you doing?" She asked.

"We were just having a nice little chat."

The smile returned to Morgan. "That's good. I see you later, Father." His daughter waved and ran off, probably off to find Inigo.

Robin let out a defeated breath. "Now where are those Risen?" He muttered as he walked back to finish his preparations.

/~/~/

Okay, so I'll start by asking about the two of them leaving the camp. No, maybe I should ask him if he's been courting my daughter. Chrom began to thinking as he made his way to the makeshift stables. But what if he denies it? I should call him on it. That certainly isn't a good characteristic for someone courting Lucina.

Chrom shook his head. Gods, why does this have to be so hard. Robin made it look like talking to their daughter's significant others would be easy. He practically ran out of the tent to make a list of rules, as he called it. Chrom tried to do the same but nothing came. Even now, he wasn't sure how to start the conversation with Gerome.

He came up to Gerome who was tending to his wyvern. It had apparently been hurt in a recent battle and so the wyvern rider was changing its bandages. His attention was on the wyvern so he didn't hear Chrom approach.

The wyvern, however, noticed him and lifted its head at him. This caused Gerome to finally turn his attention away from the creature. He remained the same when he saw Chrom but then again it was hard to read his face with the mask.

"Do you need something, sir?" Gerome asked. He didn't sound too pleased. In fact, Chrom almost thought the wyvern rider sounded miserable.

"No, I just need to talk with you," Chrom told him. He still wasn't sure how he should even start this conversation.

"Very well, what is it?" Gerome surprised him by saying; though he did turn his back to Chrom to tend to the wyvern's wing.

Chrom quickly thought about what to say. He wondered if Robin was having this most trouble talking with Inigo. "So…" Chrom started, "are you and Lucina-" he was suddenly cut off by Gerome.

"Look, if you're telling me to stay away from her, don't waste your breath. I'm no longer seeing her." The wyvern rider never turned to look at him and he remained tending to the creature.

Of all the possible ways this conversation could have gone, Chrom never would have thought this. "If you don't mind me asking, did something happen?" He hadn't seen Lucina for a few days but he was sure she had some heartbreak if the two have separated.

"I lost my temper with her," he answered plainly. "She doesn't need someone like that."

"I'd say something similar to that," Chrom started to say. "But I've lost my temper plenty of times, even with my own wife."

There was a brief pause before Gerome said, "You'd really let Lucina be with someone who could have taken their anger out on her."

"There's a big difference between losing your temper and what you're talking about. Lucina wouldn't let herself be pushed around. And something tells me that you wouldn't intentionally harm her or anyone you care for," Chrom said. He smiled as he watched the care Gerome was giving to the wyvern. "We're only human. Snapping at love ones happen."

Gerome still wouldn't turn look at Chrom and so the exalt continued. "At the very least you should talk to Lucina about this."

"I'll think about," Gerome finally said.

"Alright, see that you do," Chrom said as he began making his way back to the camp. However, he stopped when he realized that he didn't accomplish anything he had set out to. He had wanted to set some ground rules for Gerome when it came to courting his future daughter. Instead he had just given him dating advice.

Chrom quickly spun around. "One more thing. If you and Lucina do start seeing each other again, stop sneaking away from the camp with her."

Gerome neither said nor turned around. But his whole body seemed to tense up and Chrom saw that one of his hands reached up to cover his face.

If Gerome made his daughter happy, then who was he to deny that? Both of them came from the hell hole that was the future. Gerome understood and went through what Lucina had. If anything the two of them needed each other.

He started walking through camp back to talk with Robin about the upcoming battle again. He was going through all the area where all everyone's tent was when he noticed his own son. And he wasn't alone.

Sitting next to him on the ground was Morgan. Both of them were wearing the biggest smiles and seemed to be in a very deep in conversation. Even Chrom could easily tell that Inigo had a genuine smile.

It was weird how Lucina most likely needed someone who understood what happens in the future. Yet Inigo would probably be happier with someone who wasn't there or, in Morgan's case, can't remember it.

Either way, both of his children had someone. He was reassured that after they defeated Grima then they can live normal and happy lives. But that would only happen if they succeed

/~/~/

"So how did it go with Inigo?" Chrom asked Robin just before they started a final strategy meeting.

"We had a nice chat," Robin answered with smile that still looked a lot like Henry's. "What about Gerome? Did the two of you talk much?"

"Not a whole lot, though I guess I did more of the talking."

"Well he doesn't talk much to me if that's anything. But our children are taken care of. Now it's time to defeat Grima."

Chrom nodded and the two friends walked into the meeting tent together.