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Michonne POV

It was the early spring morning in Atlanta, with the temperature at nearly 80 degrees. Home for summer vacation, Michonne is in her childhood bedroom sleeping off her previous semester. With hardly any time to sleep the last couple of weeks as finals were wearing her down, Michonne came to her parents home and crawled into bed, falling asleep almost instantly. As she sleeps, her life is being determined for her by her parents.

Downstairs in the large mansion in the suburbs of Atlanta, Annette is making breakfast for her youngest daughter and her husband. She's going through the motions, as she thought of the night before.

Michonne just arrived earlier in the evening. Although she hardly said hello to her parents, who were sitting in the living room, she kissed them both on the cheek and went up to her bedroom.

Hershel looks after his daughter after she walks away, and thinks about the proposal that was made earlier in the day. As Hershel turns to his wife, he knows that the will cause a problem for marriage as Annette is very much an advocate for their youngest daughter.

"Honey," says Hershel to gain Annette's attention from her book reading, "There's something I need to speak to you about."

Annette turns to her husband to give her full attention. At the tone of Hershel's voice, it sounded serious. "Of course. What do you need to talk to me about?"

"It's about our daughter."

"Which one? Maggie?"

"No, Sweetheart. Michonne."

This statement really confused Annette. She knows her husband is a little harsh on their youngest daughter. He wants her to continue the family business rather than doing the things she is passionate about.

Hershel continues. "Earlier today, Mr. Anthony came to my office about a proposal for his oldest son, Michael. He wanted to join our families together as well as our firms. With the Anthonys, we would be the most powerful family in the south."

Annette still confused. "What you're saying sounds like you want our youngest daughter to be a part of an arranged marriage."

"Well, that's what it would be."

"What makes you think that Michonne would want you to marry her off? She's young. Only 20 years old and you are already trying to ship her off. Marrying your youngest daughter to a nearly 40-year-old man isn't something her father should do. We married out of love. Maggie is in a loving relationship with Glenn. Sasha, albeit isn't dating anyone, but she's happy. So why do you think your youngest daughter needs to be forced into a marriage?" Annette said, incredulously.

Hershel squared his shoulders in his favorite recliner and said, "Because I am the head of this family. I need to make sure that we will stay in power and be able to accumulate more power." He tried to reason, "Michonne is going down the lawyer track and she will need someone who can help her along the way. Our family can grow much bigger and more powerful than ever before. With more influence in the southern states, we can quickly prosecute the Grimes family."

"Is that all you think about? Getting the Grimes family in jail," Annette says disbelievingly. "Our daughter isn't going to be a pawn in this fight between our family and theirs. I won't allow you to sacrifice our daughter's happiness even more so you can have more power."

Sitting up in his chair, "What I say goes in this family. Michonne will just have to obey me,"

Annette scoffs and slams her book close. "If anything, Michonne will get to decide. And the next time you think you run anything in this house, I promise you will be living in the guest house and you can run that."

"Now," As she stood up and gathered her book, "I will be going to bed and you will be sleeping in the guest room down here. If you so much as walk up those steps for any reason at all, the next place you'll be is in the guest house and with no access to the house and its assets, including me."

Annette walked up the steps, leaving her husband downstairs shocked at his wife's reaction. Normally she agrees with everything he wants to do. But this time, he has gotten more push back than ever before. Hershel is thinking about his possible decision to control his daughter's life. But the future of the family is in his youngest daughter's hands.

Annette can't help but scoff as she thought about last night. She hopes she will be able to speak to Michonne before her husband does. Michonne will do anything for her father if he asked because she felt obligated to do so. That's why Michonne is taking Pre-Law at Terminus University rather than studying art at NYU. She was even accepted with a full ride, but due to her father thinking she was going to go TU, she ended up going for the fall semester.

Hearing footfalls nearing the kitchen, she hopes that it's her daughter rather than her husband. But her thoughts were in vain as her husband enters the kitchen. She doesn't acknowledge him and continues to cook Michonne's favorite breakfast which is heart shaped pancakes with turkey egg omelet and grits.

Hershel watches his wife as she makes the food for their daughter. It's not often that the husband and wife don't sleep together. Last night made him think about the merger wants to make with the Anthony family. The merger is beneficial to the family, but he's not too sure if it is beneficial to his daughter. But nevertheless, he will still ask Michonne of her opinion and what she wants to do in her life.

"I'm sorry about last night," Hershel said apologetically. "I didn't mean to get all aggressive with this decision. And I'm sorry that I didn't originally add you to this plan. But I will run it by Michonne. I won't make this decision for her. She can make it herself."

Annette rolls her eyes and said, "I guess I accept your apology. But you're still in the dog house and I expect something covered in diamonds."

"Of course, my love." Hershel comes around the island and behind his wife. He places a kiss behind her ear and nibble on her neck. Annette giggles and turns around to wrap her arms around Hershel's neck.

"I still love you, you old fool. As stubborn as you are, for some reason, my love for you will never change." Annette says as she looks into his eyes. Hershel smiles and kisses her on the nose.

As the two exchange cute little kisses, they fail to hear Michonne coming down the steps to get some breakfast.

"So this is what you two do when all the kids are gone," Michonne asks as she walks into the room. Her parents separate but not too far as they're still touching each other.

"Good morning dove," her mother says as she walks up to her daughter. "We barley had any time to talk last night as you went straight to bed. You're all rested now, right?" She hugs her child tightly as it's been a while since she saw her daughter. Although it's only been less than 2 months, she still missed her baby girl.

"Good morning, Mama. Good morning, Papa," Michonne kissed her mother on the cheek and turned to her father giving him a kiss as well. "I'm sorry. School was hectic and my last final had me so exhausted."

"It's alright, baby girl. You will do well in your classes." Annette went back over to the stove. "I made your favorite breakfast," she said as she made her daughter a plate.

Michonne moves to get the pitcher of orange juice and took it to the dining room. Hershel looks at his wife and says, "We'll talk about it now over breakfast. You'll be there to voice your opinion". He pointed a finger at his wife. "But there will be no persuading her into doing something you think is right".

"Point that finger at me again and you'll wake up without fingers," Annette said as she slapped Hershel's fingers from her face. She gathered one of the plates and continued to the dining room. She knows that her husband will follow after her.

Annette enters the dining room with her youngest daughter, setting up the table for the family breakfast to start. She fears for her daughters, who will no doubt go along with what her husband wanted. Her innocent and youngest child is now going to be carted off to be married to some old fool's son. Michonne, in her mother's eyes, may never find happiness in this business arranged marriage.

Michonne smiles at her mother as she starts to make a plate of the blueberry pancakes that her mother brought to the table. "So, how have you've been, mom," she said as she piled her plate. "I'm sorry that I haven't been here around the while and not talking to you. School had me so busy; I fell right to sleep after I finished work or studied."

Annette smiled back at her daughter. "I've been really well, my dove. I just missed all of my girls in the house. But right now, I'm happy that you are here," she said.

"You should enjoy the silence. That means that you and Daddy can have as much fun as you want. Without any of walking in on you guys doing the nasty," Michonne jokes. "But that doesn't mean that it something that I want to see. So please lock your door regardless."

"We don't do the nasty as much as you think, dove."

Hershel walks in the room with the rest of the plates, which was filled with breakfast meat and eggs and said, "Of course, we do, my love. We have constant sex all the filthy and straight up nasty."

Michonne grimaced and looked to be sick. She shakes her head and trying to take the images of her parents doing it out of her head. She becomes hysterical and continues shaking. Contrast to her reaction, Annette's face became so red that it seems like she is turning purple.

Hershel places the food on the table and walks over to his wife and kissed her on her red cheek. As he passed, he gently hit Michonne on the head to get her to stop. "Girl, please stop your dramatics. Calm down." He shakes his head and sits by his wife.

Michonne sobers up almost immediately and said, "Still, that is not something that you daughter should know. That is seriously disturbing, Daddy."

"How is it disturbing, my child? I'm pretty sure you do the exact same thing."

"Yeah, but that doesn't mean I go around and tell you about my sex adventures."

"True. But it's natural between two consenting adults."

"Two consenting adults who are my parents. The two people who raised me since I was a child. No thank you. I don't want to listen. It's too freaky," Michonne shudders. "And not the good kind."

"I know what kind you're talking about. Both ways," Hershel raises his eyebrows suggestively.

"Ewwww. Please stop. I don't need to know this. Why do you have to be weird today? It's my first day back home and you're already being weird. Easy me into it," Michonne said shuddering again.

"You grew up here. You better get used to this weirdness." Hershel said, pointing the fork, he was using to pick up the breakfast meat to place on his plate, towards his youngest daughter.

Michonne mocks a grimace towards her father and started to pick up the breakfast meat as well. Annette through this entire conversation just shook her head, lightly laughing at the conversation her husband and her daughter was having. Her face was still had hints of red.

Trying to move away from the subject of her sex life with her husband, Annette said, "So, dove, have you ever met anyone since you've been in school."

Michonne scoffed, "Of course not, Mom. I'm not planning on dating anyone ever. I plan on living here with you guys for the rest of my life." She smiles at her parents.

As Michonne looks down at her plate, her parents exchange a glance that was interpreted as "someone needs to speak up now". Annette is looking at Hershel and is shaking her head. As she thought, her daughter isn't thinking about boys now. And she doesn't need to be subjected to this business marriage. But she will let her husband say want he needs to say, and hopefully, her daughter won't agree with what her father wants to do.

"So, you're positive that you don't want to meet anyone. Because I might know someone for you," Hershel says as he sets his fork down.

"Like who, Daddy?" Michonne continues to eat her food and smiled at her father.

"A friend of mine has a son, who is a little older than you. He wants his son to be in a relationship." Annette silently scoffed at a "little older". The man is nearly 20 years older than her daughter.

"Why me, Daddy"

"Because I feel like the two of you are somewhat perfect for each other. I've met the young man and he seems like someone you'd be compatible with," said Hershel.

"Um," Michonne said with a confused face. She long since stopped eating. "What does compatible mean when it comes to lasting relationships? Plus I'm not too sure."

"You can just meet with him. At our anniversary party, that's happening this weekend. Other suitors will be around and you tell me and your mother at the end of the night how you feel," Hershel said hopefully.

Still unsure Michonne didn't say anything. Hershel looked at his wife who looks uninterested. They made eye contact. Hershel gestured with his eyes to Michonne for Annette to say something. She looked at him with distaste.

"Dove, you don't have to make this decision now. If you meet him, you won't have to date him. Nothing is concrete. You're the only one who can make this decision for yourself. Not me or your father. It's all on you. Just meet the guy. Give him a chance," Annette said with a soft voice for daughter.

Michonne looked up at her mother and thinks about her mother's words. The decision would be only hers. Plus she can just meet the guy and continue on with her life without him. She's only doing this to make her father happy. "I guess I'll meet him."

Michonne starts back up to eat with her head down. It seems that she is done talking for now. Her parents looked up from their daughter to each other. Hershel seemed happy that Michonne is doing this but he is unsure that she is doing this for the right reason. Annette looks entirely unsure about her daughter's decision. She doesn't want her daughter to go through, but she hopes that Michonne will meet the guy and never talk to him again. Annette is ready for her wedding anniversary party but isn't ready for the meeting of her 20-year-old daughter and this 40-year-old man. She shook her head and continues eating her breakfast.

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