AN: I'm sorry I don't speak bratty teenage daughter. Severa is one of my favourite characters, she's so incredibly TSUN and a stereotypical teenage girl. In a fantasy setting. It's hilarious.

Also I'm not sure if you've noticed but I like pretty much ALL of the children characters. Except for Laurent, but that mostly stems from a dislike of his mother.

"Severa?" Lucina says as two long chestnut brown tails rush past her. The girl turns around with a dancer's grace (not as prettily as Inigo can but he never lets anyone see him practice) her usual scowl vanishing for all of three seconds to an almost smile before suddenly reverting to its usual frown.

"I suppose you want me to join up with you lot now, huh?" Severa says in her usual snippish manner.

"It would be most appreciated," Lucina says with a smile. "I have always valued your strength Severa." She took extra care with her words - not wishing to step on the landmine that was the word 'genius'. For all her complaining and self-deprecation Severa was a genius - perhaps not of a tactical sort like Morgan had been - but she was brilliant. She was very, very prickly however and the wrong word could have her either spitting fire or ignoring you for weeks on end.

"I can't leave until I reclaim my property from Nelson," Severa says, turning away from her. "Don't get me wrong, I'm not fighting for that craven dastard, but I've got my own matters to attend to."

Lucina wonders for a moment what Severa could possibly have lost to this brute that had not stopped her from tearing his throat out, and then her gaze immediately drops to Severa's hand where - oh.

"We'll help you get it back Severa," Lucina reassures her friend.

"I also need to help that sad sack Holland get out of here," Severa says waving as she moves away. "Just make sure you don't hurt him."

"Understood. I'll spread the word."

-0-

Severa glared angrily at the lock on the door which was preventing her from getting to Holland.

"Mother wouldn't let something as stupid as a door block her way," she muttered angrily. She'd probably manage to develop a whole new method of lock-picking using a lancehead and a spoon.

"Excuse me," a voice asks from behind her. "Might you be the young lady that Lady Lucina said might be needing assistance?"

"It's not my fault I never learned how to pick a lock!" she blurts out a scowl on her face as she glares at the door. She must look so stupid just standing here staring at a door. "Sorry I'm not as talented as Mother! Would be so much easier if I could just bash the whole thing down." she grumbles mostly to herself.

A strong, armoured arm suddenly wraps itself around her waist and Severa is surprised to find that she just let this guy pick her up like that.

She looks up, fully set to let this presumptuous jerk have it when she finds herself staring at a face she has not seen in forever. He was smiling as he pulled her onto the back of his horse - and how long had it been since she had sat like this with him? A lifetime ago it seems. And longer since she had seen him smile. As a child she had always wondered why everyone had always complained about how scary it was when he smiled. Who could ever be scared of Daddy?

"An excellent suggestion my lady," Daddy says as he pats his horse's neck, checking the bindings to the armour that his mount was wearing were secure. "My lord went the long way and may be in need of assistance. Waiting for that thieving merchant will simply take too long."

Wait he wasn't-

They crash through the door, sending up a cloud of brick dust and splinters into the air. Severa quickly jumps off the horse to grab hold of the absolutely terrified Holland and shake and shame some sense into the idiot.

She keeps sneaking glances at her father who has been joined by a man with the same cobalt-blue hair as Lucina and can be none other than Chrom.

She should hate Chrom for how much of her parents lives are centered around the man - but she doesn't.

While she may not see exactly what her mother sees in Chrom - he's not that good looking really, Daddy was a thousand times more handsome - nor may she fully understand her father's fanatic devotion to House Ylisse (she is a mercenary. She follows the gold and royalty tended to have tonnes of it) she can recognize leadership and charisma when she sees it.

But that doesn't mean that she is not going to let Chrom monopolize her parents' time. She is here and nobody, not Chrom or the Fell Dragon is taking her parents away from her again.

AN: I ship Frederick/Cordelia like crazy. Mostly because of the: "Why Frederick? WHY?!" and the ' and then you ran off with the picnic hamper'. The image of Cordelia pouring her heart out, stuffing her face with sandwiches, tears streaming down her face and Frederick sort of sitting there going (o_o)is hilarious. Also kind of heartbreaking too at the same time, but yeah. That sudden break in image from the hypercompetent Cordelia that we see in most of her other supports just utterly shattering in front of Frederick is just amazing.

Also makes it twice as hard on Severa with both her parents being die-hard Chrom groupies.