This wasn't part of the contest, but It was an idea I wanted to write, so I just used Rufure as a Female Avatar reference.

"Have you seen my mother?" The white-haired boy wearing a tactician's coat asked, as Robin walked into his office. The boy, unlike his last intruder, was sitting on the guest side of his desk.

"...So I guess we're going right into this then." Robin sighed. "I think you might be lost, kid."

"I'm not lost!" The boy protested. "This is mother's office! Mother is supposed to be here!"

"If you're who I think you are, you just missed her." Robin said. "Sit down, though. I want to see how you turned out."

"What do you mean?" The boy asked, sitting down. "Are you connected to Mother in some way? Do you know stuff about her that I don't? I doubt that. I know everything about Mother. I know her favorite color, reading position, reading pace, her blood type, her heart beat pattern, her favorite tea, book, weapon, spell, kill, tactic, flower-"

"Ok, ok!" Robin exclaimed. "I didn't even ask about your mother! Naga, my Morgan isn't this bad. I don't think she gushes about me to complete strangers."

"How did you know my name was Morgan?" Morgan asked. "Did Mother tell you? Did she tell you all about me?"

"She mentioned you in passing." Robin plainly told the boy. "Why are you so desperate to find your mother, anyway?"

"Because I love her!" Morgan exclaimed. "She's smart and beautiful and she has to tuck me in at night!"

"...What?" Robin asked.

"Mother has to tuck me in at night!" The boy exclaimed. "She reads me a few pages out of a tactics book and tucks me in! I have to find her! I haven't been able to sleep in days!"

"...I don't think the readers are going to understand how weird this is, seeing that the text keeps referring to you as a 'boy.' Change that."

"What are you talking about?" The young man asked.

"Much better." Robin said. "You're not a boy. You're around the age of, if not the exact age of, my daughter."

"So?" Morgan asked.

"My daughter, who is now engaged and in the process of moving out." Robin sighed.

"Hey! I have a girlfriend!" Morgan exclaimed.

"Let me guess: She's the second most beautiful woman you've ever seen." Robin commented.

"Third, actually!" Morgan replied. "This one time, there were two versions of my mother. Time travel is tricky, but I'd say that counts as another woman!"

"...I'd make fun of you about that, but even I, in my egotistic glory, have to admit that my Grima double was the second most attractive man I'd ever seen." Robin grumbled. "Stupid, sexy Libra…"

Morgan looked at Robin, confused. "Wait, how are you-"

"Try not to think about it." Robin told the other, younger tactician. "You're a bit of a godsend. I was worried about my daughter drifting away from me, and you've shown me how much worse it could actually be."

"What do you mean?" Morgan asked. "Is Mother disappointed in me? What did I do?!"

"...Just being around you is sad." Robin said. "...Hold on a second." He stood up. "I'm going to get an expert opinion."

"Really?" Morgan asked. "Who?"

"Really, if I wanted to ask somebody with mommy issues, I could literally ask any of the time travel dysfunction junction." Robin replied. "With your case, however, I know someone who might be able to help you."

"Sometimes, when I'm sad, I just think about what Mother smells like, and I feel better!" Morgan exclaimed.

"...Just being around you is sad." Morgan said.

"That's what I said!" Robin exclaimed to his daughter.

"Why is it sad?" Morgan asked. "I just really love my mother! Is there anything wrong with that?"

"Listen, white-head." Morgan said. "I understand your situation. Really, I do. You have a parent that's super awesome, and you want to be just like them. That's cool. You can live with that. The problem is that it seems to be the only thing you talk about. Imagine if all I ever talked about was you, father."

"That would be pretty annoying." Robin admitted.

"I don't talk about Mother all the time!" Morgan exclaimed.

"Literally everything you've said has somehow been connected to your mother!" Robin exclaimed.

"Well, that's because everything is connected to Mother!" Morgan retorted.

"Mother is love. Mother is life." Robin muttered to himself.

"What?" Both Morgans ask.

"Don't worry about it." Robin replied. "Go back to your pow-wow."

His daughter sighed. "Ok. Morgan, I want you to have a conversation with me and not mention your mother."

"But it wouldn't really be much of a conversation without mentioning Mother." Morgan replied.

"Humor me." Morgan said, annoyance in her voice.

"Alright." He paused. "Um...you have a nice hair color."

"Oh! Thank you." Morgan smiled.

The other Morgan grinned, excited at the positive response. "Yeah! It's just like my girlfriend's hair!" He exclaimed. "Sometimes, when I see someone with nice hair, I pull out my lock of Mother's hair and compare it!" He began to shuffle through his pockets.

"Just like his girlfriend's…" Robin muttered under his breath.

"And you just ruined it." Morgan responded.

"Look, Buster." Robin said. "This has been...interesting. Everything about you seems to scream borderline Oedipus Complex. You should probably leave before this gets even weirder." Robin ushered Morgan toward the door.

"But I never found Mother!" Morgan exclaimed.

"I really don't give a shit." Robin replied bluntly.

"Father, I don't feel great leaving him on his own." Morgan commented. "Who know's if he can take care of himself!"

"I'm an adult!" Morgan exclaimed, as Robin pushed him toward the door. "I am a mature young man who just wants his Mommy!"

Suddenly, the door opened.

"Robin? Morgan?" Lucina said. "I was looking for you two. I was wondering if-"

"Lucina!" Morgan exclaimed. "My love! Have you seen Mother?"

"..."

"...What…"

"...And it just got weird." Robin said, kicking Morgan out of his office.

This wasn't really a parody of how male Morgan appeared in the game. It was more of a parody of how he appears in the fandom. Tumblr, I'm looking at you.

For the record, I'm probably going to write an individual chapter involving antics with the two Morgans. I have a fun idea.

Since I kinda recommended Asleep, by Gone2Groundex, last chapter, you want to know what story's good? Daydreams and Nightmares, by lambentLodestar. I was kinda iffy with it at first, but I really like it. The thing about those two stories is that they take their premise and run it to its logical extremes. In Asleep, the main character is in the FE world 24/7, and he has to with the emotions of leaving home behind. Meanwhile, D&N is about someone living between the two different worlds, and the stress of that. Also, they use real conflict, likely from their own lives,to enhance the plot. That's pretty brave. I'd feel pretty iffy about that, since, when it's done wrong, it's done REALLY wrong. When it's done right, it gives the self-inserts more depth. It's done really right in these stories.

I should probably put that in a review or something...I don't know, I kinda like to gush about stuff. So read those stories after you read my goofy little story.