*As requested by Smash Fanatic U. This was fun!*
"You came all this way to be popular with women? Really, son? There are far more important matters than whose bed you will be sharing tonight! Don't be such a womanizer!"
Inigo winced at his father's reaction. Virion stood before him with a stern look on his face, fussing at his womanizing behavior. Wait, what? Virion was fussing at who? Inigo crossed his arms, a sly grin on his face.
"Hello pot, I'm kettle. You're black."
Virion raised an eyebrow in confusion. "I'm… sorry?"
"Nothing," Inigo continued to smile. "It's just that I've heard plenty of stories how you would use your silver tongue to woo the ladies." He then placed a finger on his chin and glanced up at the sky. "I wonder where I get it from?"
"That… I... Who told you that?" Virion stammered.
"Ooo, not so good with that tongue now, are you?" his son winked.
Virion saw the door of opportunity and took it. "Oh, I don't know. Perhaps you should ask your mother just how proficient I am with my tongue."
At this, Inigo's face nearly fell, and his cheeks turned a bright shade of red. "F-Father! I do not wish to- oh dear gods!"
Inigo turned on his heel and briskly walked away from his father, his ears now red due to the embarrassment. Virion winked this time as he put his crossed his arms.
"Check and mate," he called out to his son, whom pretended to not have heard.
