(A/N: I think this one turned out... decent. Enjoy!)

F: Father's Day

Summary: Feeling lonely on Father's Day, since Friar Tuck is out of town for business, Shenzi tries to bond with her blood father. It does not go well.

18-year-old Shenzi Tuck laid face-up on her bed, feeling completely and utterly broken inside. She had made a huge mistake; Contacting her blood father, and convincing him to meet up with her. When she met him at the nearest Starbucks, she learned the cold, hard truth; He only wanted a son, not a daughter, and had made her blood mother, Maya choose between him and the baby. She chose Shenzi, and divorced him; That was the last she had seen of him.

After running home, she made a beeline for her bedroom, ignoring her mother and older sister's calls of concern, and ended up how she is now. "Sis?" Frankie peeked in after several minutes of tranquility. "You alright? What's wrong?"

"I don't want to talk about it."

"Come on, Shen," She tried to insist, "I bet talking about it will make you feel... better..." She stammered nervously when Shenzi stomped up to the door, looking very angry. Not to mention badly, emotionally hurt.

"I SAID I DON'T WANT TO SPEAK OF IT!" She shouted furiously, before swinging the door shut roughly.

Frankie jumped back at the loud slam, before she cautiously walked downstairs and in the living room, where Felicia was waiting for her. "Did you hear any of that?"

"I heard enough," Felicia shrugged, "Especially that door slam. I wonder what's wrong with her."

"I wish I knew," Frankie glanced upstairs, "She's never been this upset before."

"If only your father was here, and not on a business trip," Felicia remarked solemnly, "I think she would open up to him."

"Yep," The younger blonde agreed, "Who else does she have, though?"

"Hmm..." Felicia tried to think, "Hey, what about Chuckie? He is her boyfriend, after all, and I don't think he's busy. Maybe he can ease her into opening up."

"Yeah, you're right!" Frankie stood up. "I'll call him right now." She took out her phone, and scrolled through her contacts list. "I hope he's not busy. Oh! Um, h-hi Chuckie. I know this is kind of sudden, but can you come over here? Shenzi's very upset about something, and she won't tell me or Mom."

"Not that I want to help, because I really do, but what about your dad?"

"He had to go on a business trip."

"Ohh. Well alright, I'm on my way."

"'Kay, thanks." She then hung up. "He's on his way."

"Good," Felicia nodded, "He should be able to help her."

After only a few, short minutes, Frankie jumped off the couch when she heard knocks on the door. She opened the door, and her heart leapt with hope when she saw Chuckie on the porch. "Hi, Chuckie. Come on in." She stepped aside to let him walk in the house. "Thanks for coming on such short notice."

"No prob," He shrugged, "I hate even thinking of Shenzi being sad, let alone seeing it. I want her to always be happy."

"Same here," Frankie agreed, "She's up in her room."

"Okay, thanks." He walked up the stairs, and stopped at his girlfriend's bedroom door. He gently knocked on the door, not having the desire to barge in uninvited. "Shen? You okay in there?"

"Who is it?" He heard her heavy voice.

"It's Chuckie; Can I come in?"

"Go away." His heart sank at that. She didn't want to see him? She always loved being with him! She must've been very upset.

"Come on, Shen," He gently insisted, "I'm sure talking about it will..."

"I SAID GO AWAY!" He jumped back at her sudden scream. Now this was definitely new. She never screamed at him for anything, ever! Unless she was happy. Whatever happened must have been really bad.

Getting over the slight scare, he walked back to the door, and gently knocked. "Shenzi, I want to help you. You can't stay upset forever. Can I please come in, and talk to you?"

"I want to be alone!"

Chuckie sighed. She sure was stubborn when she wanted to be. "Okay Shenzi, I'm coming in and helping you." Without holding back, he opened the door, and gingerly closed it after entering her room. When he looked at her bed, she was laying face-up with a pillow over her face. His heart broke at how depressing she looked, although at the same time, he couldn't help but blush at her outfit; a black, short-sleeved cardigan fully unbuttoned, short black combat boots, a black, sleeveless corset top with skulls and blue roses, a matching mini skirt, black rose earrings, a royal blue extension, and black boyshorts under her skirt, although he couldn't see the latter two. He could see a small strip of smooth, light purplish-grey skin on her flat tummy between her top and skirt as she laid still. "Shen?"

She moved her pillow down, revealing her flushed, tear-stained face, and stared at him silently. "Don't look at me." She covered her face again.

Chuckie carefully sat on her bed. "What's the matter, baby?" He rubbed her arm soothingly. "You can tell me."

"I'm a disgrace," He heard her voice, but he couldn't understand what she said.

"Wh-what'd you say? Sorry, I couldn't understand you."

"I'm a disgrace!" She threw her pillow across the room, as Chuckie jumped back again and ducked down.

"No you're not! What do you mean by that?"

"I'm a disgrace to my family." Her face was now hidden in her knees, but he understood her dialogue. "He said so."

"Who said so?"

"My father."

He shook his head in denial. "No. No way. I know your dad, and he wouldn't even think of something like that!"

"No," She shook her head, "I mean my blood father. He's a sexist jerk!" She threw down the first thing she grabbed without seeing what it was.

"Ohhh. What happened?"

"Well, y-you see," She sniffled and wiped her eyes, "I-I found his number, and convinced him to meet me at the Starbucks downtown." He nodded, indicating that he was listening. "But I didn't tell him who I was before I met up with him. And... a-after I told him at Starbucks, he told me the truth." She started choking up again. "He-he didn't want me. He wanted a son to play catch with. I said that I could've, but he didn't listen." Tears started falling. "He didn't want a daughter, and that be that. End of story." Her face dropped in her hands. "He said I'm a disgrace to my family!" Heartbreaking sobs escaped as her shoulders shook.

"Aww, Shenzi." Chuckie hugged her tightly, letting her cry in his chest. "You are not a disgrace, nowhere close to that. If anything, he's the disgrace for being so sexist. He doesn't deserve a wonderful daughter like you."

"But he deserves a wonderful son?"

"Absolutely not," Chuckie shook his head, "If he's going to be picky about his offspring's gender, then he doesn't deserve either one. If anyone deserves a daughter as wonderful as you, it's the father you have now, and for your whole life. Because from what I heard, he was and is amazing to you, your mother, and your sister."

Shenzi pulled away after a second or two, with fresh tears in her eyes. "Y-you really mean that?"

"I meant every word," He wiped her tearstains away, "And I know that when we get married, and if we have kids, I'll love every one of them, no matter the genders."

She let a small smile grow. "Thanks, Chuckie." She hugged him again with her head on his shoulder. "You're the best."

"My pleasure," He kissed her forehead over her bangs, "People like him make me sick. It's hard to believe that someone as amazing as you is related to him." He stroked her hair, and rubbed her back. "He doesn't deserve you in his life. He doesn't deserve your entire family in his life, and that includes your blood mother."

She stayed quiet for a couple seconds. "What should I do?"

"I say you throw away your blood father's number," Chuckie decided, "Or set it on fire. Either way, drive it out of your life."

"O-okay," She nodded, and hesitantly jumped on the floor. He watched as she crushed a piece of paper in her tiny hand, and intentionally dropped it in her trash can, then sat back on her bed with him. "There, it's done."

"Yep," He nodded, "Good work." He gently and playfully nudged her shoulder, getting another smile from her. "There's that smile." He kissed her lips for a second. "I never get tired of it, and never will." He pulled her into a loving embrace that would last several seconds.

"Thanks Chuckie," Shenzi said quietly, "Like I said before, you're the best."

"Aww, I'm not the best."

"Yes you are," She insisted, "You always know how to make me feel better when I'm upset."

"I'm your boyfriend," He shrugged, "I know everything about you. What you like, what you don't like, all that. And I hate seeing you sad. I just love seeing you happy and smiling." He poked her hips where they were revealed, makin her flinch and giggle. "See? Like that." He rested his forehead on hers. "Now, can you promise me something?"

"Anything for you, Chuckie."

His heart fluttered at her words. "Promise me that you won't beat yourself up when someone won't accept you. You know what they say: You can't please everyone."

"That is true," She shrugged, "I-I promise."

"Good," He smiled lovingly at her.

"And... I'm sorry for screaming at you earlier."

"It's okay, I understand. You were upset."

"Embarrassed too."

"Ah. Well, you feeling better?"

"I am," She replied.

"Good," He ran his hands up and down her arms soothingly, "Do you want to go downstairs? Your mom and sister are worried about you."

"Alright," She agreed, "Let's go."

Hand-in-hand, the two walked down the stairs and in the living room, where Felicia and Frankie were waiting for them. "Hey Shen," Felicia greeted her youngest daughter, "You feeling better?"

"Uh huh," She nodded.

"How do you do it, Chuckie?" Frankie asked the redhead.

"I dunno," He shrugged, "It just comes naturally. It's what boyfriends do: Cheer up their girlfriends when they need it."

"But isn't it a sister's job to cheer up their baby sister when they need it?" Frankie put her hands on her hips.

Chuckie stayed quiet for a second. "That is true," He chuckled, "Okay Frankie, someday I'll give you a crash course on how to cheer up this wonderful girl." He held Shenzi closer as she shyly blushed. "Who's in your room, Mi-I mean, Felicia?"

She giggled at his slip-up. "You'll see," She winked, and Frankie nodded. The two blondes' hearts leapt when the door opened, and they heard footsteps.

Shenzi's eyes widened and her jaw dropped a bit when she saw who came out of the room; It was Friar Tuck! "Da-Dad?!" She stuttered, before a wide smile grew. After Chuckie released his hold on her, she ran to her father, the one who loved her, and practically jumped in his embrace. "I thought you were out for business. How are you home early?"

"I convinced my boss to let me come back early," He told her, "I couldn't miss spending one of your favorite holidays with you."

"Aww," She laid her head on his shoulder, while her mother, sister, and boyfriend watched the sweet scene. "Th-thanks, Dad."

"Anything for you, sweetheart." He then remembered something Felicia mentioned earlier on. "Shenzi, your mom told me that you were having a little problem with something earlier today. You want to tell me?"

She felt hesitant for a second. "Um, wh-why don't I tell you, Mom, and Frankie all at once? They don't know it, as far as I know."

The family plus one gathered around the living room, with the guys sitting with the youngest girl on the couch. "So, what made you so sad?" Frankie gently asked her when she was still reluctant.

"Well, you see..." Shenzi started with, before she explained the whole thing.

"What a jerk!" Frankie exclaimed angrily. "Who abandons their pregnant wife, just because of the baby's gender?! That's sick!"

"Yep," The black-haired girl agreed, "And I... I just felt like I was a disgrace to my family, mostly because he said I am." Her head hung low a bit to hide the shame in her eyes.

"Well Shen, you're not a disgrace," Chuckie assured her, "Like I said earlier, he's the disgrace, not you."

"That's right," Friar Tuck agreed with his future son-in-law, "In fact, when I heard about him from Maya, I vowed to be the greatest father I possibly could be."

An emotional smile grew on Shenzi's face. "And you have been, and always will be." They shared another hug, as she glanced to her mother and sister. "Thanks, guys."

"It's our pleasure, honey," Felicia smiled at her, "He doesn't deserve an amazing daughter like you."

"That's right," Frankie agreed, "That jerk doesn't deserve anyone."

"Yep," Chuckie nodded.

"Um, wh-while we're on the subject," Shenzi looked up at her boyfriend, "My blood father doesn't deserve an amazing son-in-law like you." She laid on his shoulder. "I only want the best for you."

"And I you." He laid his head on hers, "And like I said before, if we have any kids, I'll love them with all my heart."

"I'm counting on that," She leaned up and kissed his cheek, "I love you."

"I love you too," He leaned in for a lips kiss, but she stopped him.

"Chuck, not in front of my daddy," She giggled and playfully pouted.

"Okay," He chuckled, "I'll wait until we have a little more... privacy."

"Oh God," Frankie's eyes squeezed shut, "Thanks for the mental images." Everyone laughed with her.

"Well, I uh, I should probably head home," Chuckie hesitantly stood up, "I would like to spend some time with my dad today, since it's Father's Day."

"Alright," Shenzi nodded, "Have fun with him."

"I will," He pecked her lips, "Bye, guys." He then left the house, and headed for his own. He was glad that Shenzi was over her depression from her biology issue. He couldn't imagine anyone hating Shenzi Tuck.

Ever.

(A/N: There's F! You know the disclaimer.)