Not really Drake/Mindy, but this fits, I guess. A bit more Daddy!Drake fluff. And she's Abbey after Abbey Road. ;)

Dancin' on Daddy's Shoes - Leon Redbone

Dancin' on Daddy's shoes,
Dancin' all around the room.
Rollin' the rug up,
Kickin' our heels up,
Dancin' away the blues.

"Abbey, are you ready? We have to take you to Uncle Josh's!" Drake called to his daughter, straightening his bowtie as he looked in the mirror one more time.

"Do I have to go, Daddy?" Abbey asked, appearing in the doorway with pleading brown eyes. She pouted better than anyone Drake knew, and he knew that look was something she'd inherited directly from her mother. Mindy had the ability to make you break with one facial expression.

Drake laughed, turning to face her. "Yes, you have to go," he replied, squatting down in front of her and taking her hands. "You love to go to Uncle Josh's, anyway! What's the problem?"

She shrugged, reaching out to touch Drake's bowtie. "You look very handsome, Daddy."

"Thanks, sweetheart." He kissed her before getting up and heading to his closet to get some shoes.

"Are you ready, Drake?" Mindy yelled from the other room. "I just have to finish my makeup!"

"Yep, I'll be good, babe."

"Where are you and Mommy going again?" Abbey quizzed, sitting down atop Drake and Mindy's bed. She was completely fascinated with her parents' attire; Mommy and Daddy got to dress like a real life prince and princess for a night, and she wanted to be a part of it.

"A wedding," Drake told her, putting on his shoes. "For one of Mommy's friends from college."

Abbey cocked her head to the side, not understanding weddings. They were only something she'd seen in Disney movies – she wasn't aware real life people got married, too. "What do you do at weddings?"

"Well, there's the ceremony, and at the ceremony, the bride and groom actually get married, and then after that, there's something called a reception where you celebrate the wedding and you…" He caught himself from continuing. "Dance. There's a lot of dancing at receptions."

Abbey grinned, thinking again to the princess movies she watched day in and day out where she was always so transfixed on the dancing scenes. "Are you gonna dance with Mommy?"

Drake nodded with a smile. "I am gonna dance with Mommy."

"Will you dance with me?"

"Right now?" Abbey nodded, eyes shining brightly at the thought. "Come here," Drake grinned, standing up and motioning her toward him.

She happily hopped off the bed, scurrying to her father. He was much taller than he was, and she looked up at him brimming with life, excited that she got to dance with him like a grown-up. He held out his hands and she grabbed them tightly, stepping on top of his shoes. Drake wrapped his hand around her waist as she held onto his arm for dear life, grinning the entire time. He started humming softly, watching her smile grow.

"I'm like a princess," she whispered as they swayed back and forth on the floor.

Drake leaned down to kiss her head. "You're my princess."