Hi everyone! This little story is dedicated to MajesticFlapFlap- She also happens to be my very own sister!

Thank you for your request! ;) Frederick and Morgan go on a camping trip-bear trouble ensues.

If you don't mind, I also added in Robin and Lissa. Sorry girl, but this one's on the angst side!

***Remember that these are prompts, so they are not in chronological order. ;) Enjoy!

Rated: T

Disclaimer: I do not own Fire Emblem: Awakening and the storyline or characters.

Chapter 2: Camping Trip

"Morgan, are you alright? Morgan! MORGAN! Please, open your eyes! Come back to us sweetheart!"

Groaning softly, the young boy slowly opened his eyes. Above him stood his father, mother, and Lady Lissa all gazing down at him apprehensively. Observing his surroundings, Morgan realized that they were not at the camp site, but in a hastily set up medical tent. When did he get here? What in Naga's name was going on?

"Oh thank the gods! My baby! Please, take it easy! How are your arms, head, and stomach?"

Morgan said nothing as he tried to sit up, only to cringe in surprise as a sharp pain burned through the aforementioned areas. The young boy narrowed his eyes upon further inspection of his wounds. His right arm and right side of his stomach were covered in bandages and stained with blood- no doubt his own. He also had his head wrapped up and he felt a throbbing soreness towards the back of his head. In addition, it seemed that his left arm was in a cast; meaning that it was broken and multiple minor bruises and scratches littered his face, torso, and legs.

All Morgan could think of was, "…What in the world just happened to me?"

"…Son, please look at me".

Upon hearing his father's voice, Morgan obeyed. When he made eye contact with his father, Morgan widened his eyes in disbelief.

His normally stoic, hardened father was crying.

Finally finding his voice, Morgan croaked out, "….Father?"

To the left of his father, his teary eyed mother and Lady Lissa exhaled a breath of relief.

"Thank Naga! We thought you would have bled out from how critical your injuries were! The bear's claws narrowly missed your vital organs you know. Also, my magic will heal you completely in time. That includes scars; you won't have any of those. You are an incredibly lucky-"

Morgan had stopped listening to Lady Lissa's speech on his injuries. A bear attacked him? When did that happen? He thought that they were camping out near the woods?

"…-And to think that if Robin and Frederick didn't get there on time…well, it's a possibility that I wouldn't want to think about." Lissa shuddered as she babbled on excessively.

Lissa finally ceased speaking when Robin gave her an acicular look. The Ylissean princess immediately knew that it was time to take her leave and give the family a little space and time to talk.

"…I'll be waiting outside with Owain and Chrom. Call me if you need anything okay?"

Watching silently as Lady Lissa hurried out of the tent; Morgan took a deep breath and exhaled. He was half expecting to have his parents start yelling at him for his recklessness in getting injured, but he was also hoping that they would explain what had happened, for he didn't really remember- the situation had gone out of hand fast.

The young boy was then astounded when he felt the shaking arms of both his father and mother wrap around his body tightly.

"Morgan! Thank the gods that you are okay! We were so distressed about what happened! First we sent you to gather branches for the campfire in the woods, and the next thing we knew we heard you screaming for help!" Robin cried, unshed tears glistening in her eyes.

"….Are you okay son? I'm so, so, SO sorry about what happened. I'll never let you deep into the woods to gather firewood alone again! I bet you crossed into that bear's territory. When we heard your scream in the woods, we both ran as fast as we could. We then saw you trying to defend yourself from the bear. The last thing we saw before we completely lost it was your body being scratched up with its claws and then the bear flinging your body into a nearby tree, hitting your head and knocking you unconscious...This is my fault, I let you go, I should have gone with you…" Frederick shakily whispered.

Morgan couldn't say anything for a couple of minutes. He was still trying to piece everything together.

Although he didn't remember much of what happened, Morgan did recall that he indeed had gone to get fire wood and had tried to defend himself from the bear, but foolishly decided to leave his tomes back at the campsite. He was utterly defenseless.

As he sat there in both of his parents shaking arms, the boy began to feel overwhelmed of the whole situation and his lips began to tremble.

To both of his parent's surprise, their son started blubbering and sobbing.

"..I was so stupid! I had left my tomes back at the camp! I can't believe I was so weak! I can fight Risen, assassins, and Grima itself but I couldn't defend myself from a mere bear? Why did I let my guard down completely?!"

His parents listened to him quietly as their son continued to weep. Morgan had also noticed that their shaking had stopped, but in exchange he was the one now shaking uncontrollably.

"I forgot the basics from training- never leave yourself defenseless when traveling in unknown areas! I could have been killed easily! I'm so sorry for being reckless and useless mother and father!"

While Morgan was freaking out, Robin and Frederick gave each other hardened looks. Turning to their son, Frederick spoke in a firm voice:

"Morgan, you are never to call yourself useless again! That is completely preposterous! You are the most brightest and wonderful joy that has ever been brought into our lives!"

Robin cut in with an equally firm tone, "Your father's right sweetheart. W e love you so much and we are so happy that you are alive with us and that we saved you in time. What's important now is that you rest."

Both of his parents hugged him even tighter and began to soothe their sobbing child.

After a long period of time, Morgan's sobs turned into whimpering and hiccups and then to sniveling. Once they boy completely stopped crying, his parents loosened their arms around him, they gently and carefully helped him to lie down on his back.

As Morgan began to slowly drift to sleep, he couldn't help but smile softly as he felt both of his parents kiss his forehead and whisper promises of fierce protection, love, and assurance.

Sorry sis! I made it angsty, but I hope I wrote it well for you!

-K.A.