DISCLAIMER: I don't Fairy Tail (seriously, it is called a fanfiction for a reason).

This was a request from Guest, if you have a ship that you feel must be done then please tell me in the reviews. As long as it doesn't contradict one of the other ships or I just can't stand the pairing, then I will probably do it.

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Wendy POV

I'm in the cafeteria with my best friend Chelia, and all she wants to talk about is the Halloween dance. She hasn't been able to stop talking about ever since a guy in her fourth period asked her to go. I love her and everything, but I really would like to talk about something else for a change (even if it's about the weather, which she could on forever about; she wants to be a meteorologist).

"Um, hey Wendy."

I turn around to see a guy from my anatomy class; his name is Romeo. We get partnered a lot for projects and stuff, but I still don't know too much about him. He seems cool enough, and he even brought me cupcakes that he made as a Christmas present last year (it's not a secret that I have a sweet tooth).

"Yeah, what's up?" I ask.

"Well, I was just wondering if you already had a date to the Halloween dance this Friday," he says, but it's a little quiet. Thank goodness for my family having a history of advanced hearing.

"No, why?"

I hear a small slap from next to me, which turned out to be Chelia face palming.

"I thought… that maybe if you wanted… that you could… go to the dance with me?"

I think about it in my head. He looks pretty good, he's smart, he's decent at sports, and the way he asked me was super adorable. I didn't have any other plans this Friday either.

"Sure, sounds like fun," I reply.

"Really? That's great, I can pick you up at six," he says, with more confidence now.

"Cool, I'll text you the address later."

"Great," he gives me a smile as he walks away.

Romeo tries to keep his cool, but once he thinks my back is turned I see him jump up and down in excitement. I turn back to Chelia who has a huge smile on her face.

"Wendy, we need to go shopping."

Romeo POV

I did it. I asked the girl I've the biggest crush on to be mine date to the dance and she said yes. I've never felt more alive or lucky. Maybe I should ask my dad about getting some scratch offs after school.

Wendy POV

"A BOY WHAT!" Dad roars.

"Igneel," Mom says.

"It's just a school dance Dad," I say before taking another bite of my burger.

"That's not the part I care about," Dad replies.

"Igneel, she's seventeen, and is about to move out," Mom reasons, "She is going to have to date at some point."

"Yeah, when she's sixty-three."

"Surprising coming from the man who keeps saying that we have to spoil our grandchildren when we get them."

"That's what we had Natsu and Zeref for," Dad says, pointing to my two brothers with a French fry. Both of them have stayed quiet, except the smirks that they have been sharing from across the table.

"Come on Daddy," I say in the sweetest voice I can, "we'll be supervised by teachers."

"I don't care, no one is dating my little girl."

"You're going to meet him before hand."

That gets his attention peaked, "Really, that changes… nothing."

"Please."

"It's this Friday right?" Dad asks.

"Yes," I reply with a tiny shred of hope.

"We have plans."

"We don't and you know it," Mom says.

The conversation goes back and forth like this until everyone is finished eating, with Dad saying no and me and Mom trying to get him to change his mind. Dad can be stubborn when he wants to be… good thing he married an equally stubborn woman and raised an even more stubborn child.

Grandine POV

I'm reading a new book that my friend Ur recommended a little while ago in my bed waiting for my moron of a husband to get up here so I can get him to let Wendy leave the house within the next month. Honestly, what is it with fathers being against their daughters dating? Chances are their father in-laws didn't like them just as much (I knew mine did anyway).

I finish a chapter before Igneel finally enters and crashes on the bed himself. The only movement he makes is when he starts to rubs his fingers across his forehead, something he does when he's tired. That's a good thing in this situation, it means he will be more willing to do what I want.

"It is just one school dance Igneel," I say, "and when he comes to pick her up you might just scare the poor boy into never talking to her again."

"Good, she doesn't need to talk to boys."

"Igneel."

"Grandine," he says in a mocking tone.

I sigh, "Just give him one chance," I run my fingers though his hair, something I know will get him to soften up a bit, "my father did with you, and now look at us."

He looks up at me, and grabs my hand, pressing it to his lips, "Alright."

I give a bright smile before he continues, "But only because you keep bugging me."

I place my book onto the end table next to me as Igneel gets up to turn off the lights. He climbs back into bed, laying down on his back. I wrap my arms around the arm closest to me and place my head against his shoulder. We drift off to sleep, thinking about the crazy week we have ahead of us.

Romeo POV

Friday, today's the day. My dad has been giving as many tips on meeting the father as possible (we practiced my handshake for an hour). Now I'm pulling up in Wendy's driveway, with a suit and tie on (the school didn't want people to wear actually costumes, for some reason).

On the front porch are some jack-o-lanterns and there are decorative cobwebs around the door and mailbox. I'm worried that Wendy's father is watching me from the window so I waste no time getting out of the car a ringing the doorbell. I can't have him thinking I'm a wimp.

A pink haired woman opens the door for me. She looks to be one or two inches taller than Wendy, and they have the same smile.

"You must be Romeo," she says as she steps back, "I'm Wendy's mother. Now come on in, Wendy is still getting ready and my husband is anxious to meet you."

I step in, "It's nice to meet you Ma'am."

"You don't have to be that formal, Grandine would be fine, or Mrs. Dragneel if you prefer."

"Oh, okay Mrs. Dragneel."

"Follow me, my husband is this way."

Well, maybe Wendy's dad won't be as bad as I thought. He might go easier on me if his wife is in the room, knowing that he might get an earful later. She leads me into a kitchen, sitting at the table is a man who looks like he could rip me in half. In his hands is a newspaper, he has a neutral expression. We he sees me, that face turns into a scowl.

"Igneel, this Romeo," Mrs. Dragneel, "the boy that is here for Wendy."

"I see that," the man says in an angry tone, folding the newspaper up and placing it on the table in front of him.

"It's nice to meet you Mr. Dragneel," I say, with my voice cracking (you try speaking confidently to a man who could get the most hardened criminal to confess everything with just this one stare."

"Uh huh," he says as he crosses his arms.

"Mom!" I hear a muffled shout, "I need your help!"

"Alright sweetheart! I'll be up in a second!" Mrs. Dragneel shouts back.

She gives her husband a "Don't you think about misbehaving you I will chew you out later" look before going upstairs.

Mr. Dragneel turns his attention back on me before speaking, "So you want to date my little girl…"

"Yes sir," I reply.

"…and what do you exactly plan to do with her tonight?"

"Just hang out, dance for a few songs, and make sure we enjoy ourselves"

"Now you listen really carefully, I swear if you get her knocked up I will murder you."

I gulp but he doesn't give me time to respond, "If you leave her by herself to goof off with your friends, especially if they are girls, then I will burn down your house."

I don't open my mouth and just stand there quietly, worried about what will happen if I interrupt, "And if you even think about breaking her heart, then I will tear you apart limb by limb, have I made myself crystal clear?"

"Yes sir."

"Good, I'm glad we had this talk."

He then goes back to the newspaper, and I now wish I could go crying back to my daddy. That was one of the scariest things I have ever experienced. I hope that eventually he comes to not hate me, I think him liking me is a bit of a stretch at the moment.

I hear someone running down the stairs. Wendy has her hair straight down, something she doesn't do often but I love. She is wearing a white dress with blue flowers on it. The dress reaches mid-thigh and half of her back is exposed. I think that she looks gorgeous; the simple outfit suits her.

She smiles when she sees me, running up to hug me around my neck. Her mom comes down behind.

"Alright you two," Mrs. Dragneel says, "have fun."

"We will Mom," Wendy replies as we walk towards the front door, she turns back around, "Bye Dad."

"Be back by eight-thirty," is his reply.

I turn around to see Mrs. Dragneel mouth the word nine to the two of us; I guess she doesn't want to increase the time too much or else her husband might get really mad.

As I start up the car Wendy asks me, "So, how did you like my parents?"

"Your mom was really nice."

"Yeah, she can be nice when she wants to be. What about my dad?"

Shit, "Uh, he was… what's the word…"

"Scary?"

"Terrifying."

Wendy laughs, "Yeah, he can be that when he wants to be too."

We stay quiet for a little while as I drive before Wendy continues, "Ready to have fun?"

I look over at her quickly and see her amazing smile on her face.

"Definitely."

Igneel POV

After the two leave I went into the living room to watch TV before they got home. Grandine went into the front hallway, and she hasn't come out for a half hour. I get to see what the problem is, and see her standing by the door, staring out the small window in the top of it.

"It's just one school dance," I say, mocking her from an earlier conversation.

She looks at me, "Oh shut up."

I walk up to her and wrap my arms around her waist, still leaving some space in between us so I can look directly at her, "They'll be fine, I scared the crap out of the kid to stop him doing anything stupid."

She sighs, "I really shouldn't have expected anything else, I'm just glad Natsu and Zeref aren't here to torture the poor boy even more."

"He could handle it, he seems like a good kid."

"Too bad that Wendy doesn't need to talk to boys," now she's mocking me.

"Maybe this one is okay to talk to," I say as I pull her in for a kiss.

When we pull away I tell her, "Come on, join me inside. We can wait for her to get home together."

G doesn't fight me about it. It's too bad we fell asleep before Wendy got home.

So before you start throwing shade about me not updating I can explain. My internet has been out for the past two weeks, so I couldn't post the chapter. But what matters is that the chapter is up now, so let's just frgive and forget (maybe).

Anyway, to the person that requested this, I hope that I did good. I know I added some Igneel x Grandine but I thought it would help tie this story together.

Also leave a review if your dad does the same thing. it was one of the reasons I was so excited to write this. My dad can be very over-protective when it comes to guys.

Wild Birdie: I'm so glad, and sorry that you did have to wait for the next chapter.

Court818: I also told my parents that I'm funny, but they never believed me. I knew it was true. JK, thank you.

Guest: that is a lot of smiley faces, thank you for every single one of them.