Chapter 4: May I date your daughter?

Rating: T

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

Hello everyone! I know it's been a while, but here is the next chapter of this wonderful series!

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If it is alright with you my dear, in this story, Morgan will be a girl. ;)

Morgan spies his parents sharing a slow dance together; Someone asks Morgan out on a date. Frederick interviews the suitor if it's a boy. Robin interviews the suitor if it's a girl. Either way, they have to interview anyone that wants to date their precious egg.

"You're too stiff Robin, just relax and let me take the lead. And love, try not to gaze at your feet. "

Morgan could barely restrain a giggle as she watched her mother flushed with embarrassment as her father began teaching her mother how to do a simple waltz again. The young girl was currently hiding behind a stack of crates in the training grounds as she spied on her parents. She wasn't supposed to be here- she was supposed to meet up with Inigo for their dancing session ten minutes ago.

…Surely he won't mind waiting for an extra forty minutes.

It was rare to see her mother so flustered. When it came to dancing, Robin had not two, but three extra left feet. Her father however, was graceful as if he was gliding across the floor.

Lucina's twenty second birthday was next week, and a grandeur ball was to be held in her honor. In addition to that, this ball would double as a celebration to her and Gerome's recent engagement.

Knowing her mother had the dancing skill of a waddling duck and her father busy teaching his wife how to dance, the brown haired girl asked Inigo months in advance if he would teach her. She was amazed when Inigo said yes- she knew how bashful he could be when it came to dancing.

Speaking of the male dancer, he had been acting strange around her lately. Ever since Morgan had assisted him on "dates" and simply hanging out with him for the past several months, she noticed he would stare at her with weird looks accompanied with red faces. In fact, she had noticed he didn't go out on dates at all recently. He simply spent more of his time with her.

When questioned, Ingo's reply would simply be, "I'd rather spend my time with you. You are more fun to hang out with than other girls." Morgan simply just laughed off about how weird he can be. She didn't hold a candle to the other gorgeous girls that he pursued.

As Morgan spied on her parents twirling and gliding across the training ground, she could help but think of the ball coming up. Sure, she was getting dancing lessons from Inigo, but that didn't mean that he would be her partner for the ball. All the other children had partners already except for her. Although she didn't ask, Inigo had probably already got some other lucky girl to be his partner. Sighing softly, the young tactician leaned against a crate as she lost herself to her thoughts.

…She could always go rouge and watch everyone dance from the desert table.

Feeling tired of self-pity; Morgan got up and started pacing towards the door. She hoped Inigo would forgive her for being late to their last dance practice. Her last thought while glancing at her dancing parents was, "I hope one day I could feel that same fiery passion dancing with my future boyfriend."

Little did she know that a certain white haired dancer was intending to make her feel like a princess.

*Later that day*

"Ah, Inigo! Did you need help with your training?"

"..In a matter of speaking Frederick, yes I do."

Frederick was simply practicing his lance throws against a dummy when the white haired boy came striding into the training grounds. In the corner of his eye he observed that Inigo was nervously fiddling with his hands.

"…Actually…I have a question about Morgan. …I um, would like your permission to take your daughter to the dance…and to date."

The knight froze immediately in mid-stabbing of the dummy. What? Did his ears fail him? Did Inigo, the skirt-chasing philanderer, just asked to date HIS daughter, HIS pride and joy? The one of two loves in his life?

Straightening up importantly, Frederick kept a very stoic, careful blank face as his darkened eyes were fixed down icily at Inigo. The boy in question gazed uneasily at the lance in Frederick's hands, which was starting to crack in the knight's grip.

"….To my office...NOW."

Slouched in the leather office chair, Inigo unsuccessfully tried to make himself shrink even more as Frederick the Wary seared his gaze at him. Heavens, it was if the knight was trying to incinerate the poor boy on the spot. It didn't help Inigo's situation that Frederick brought the lance with him.

..If he tried to run the man would just run him right through with that lance.

Shakily fixing his shirt collar, Inigo steeled his gaze and posture.

"….Frederick, I promise to-"

"-That's SIR Frederick to you boy."

Inigo cringed and squirmed slightly in his seat.

"….You know Inigo, I am great friends with your father Henry. However our friendship does not pertain to your situation right now. You are a great fighter and comrade, and I thank you for your contribution to the Shepherds. However, this is MY daughter we are talking about. She is MY baby, and I want to know why, out of all the girls out there, you choose HER?"

Gaining more confidence, Inigo declared,

"..Yes… Well, Sir Frederick, I promise to treat your daughter with the upmost love and respect. I will treat her as an equal and she will my light and love….I know I don't have the best reputation when it comes to girls, but she makes me want to be a better person. These past months spending time with Morgan and teaching her how to dance, she made me realize that I was wrong about flirting mindlessly with other girls. Whenever I see her, my whole world becomes all that she is. I…love her and she is that special to me. I know I say this a lot, but she is truly the only girl for me!..She even taught me how to be honest about my weaknesses and to love myself. "

Frederick the Wary raised an eyebrow. He had not known that his daughter went to Inigo to learn how to dance months prior. He may be Olivia's son, but Frederick felt he was just as qualified and more to teach his own daughter how to dance. Honestly the realization that Morgan hadn't come to him first stung a bit.

Rubbing his temple tiredly, Frederick continued on with the interrogation.

"...You know very well Inigo, that I am the Captain of the Ylissean guard. In battle I have faced a hundred foes tearing them limb from limb left and right. Although you are Henry and Olivia's son, I am not afraid to SKEWER you if you EVER think of making MY daughter cry. How can I be so sure that you won't betray her trust? Let alone mine and Robin's?"

Pondering with great thought, as if to choose his next words carefully, the white haired boy responded with,

"…I…COULD ask father to hex me in order to make sure that I will NEVER look at another girl the way I see Morgan, if that makes you feel better sir. My father is a pretty powerful sorcerer after all. But I can ASSURE you with all of my being that I love Morgan and her whole being."

"..Very well Inigo, make sure to see to that. Remember that I am not afraid of your father's hexes, and I will be in attendance to this matter to make sure that the hex goes through. I will visit your home tomorrow around noon. Prepare accordingly. You're Dismissed….And most of all, DO NOT FAIL Morgan…When you gain my trust you can ask Henry to take the hex off."

The knight watched stoically as the young dancer nodded swiftly and bolt from the chair and out of his office. Sighing tiredly, Frederick relaxed his posture and ran his hands through his hair. Had he done the right thing? To allow Inigo date his pride and joy?

Deep in thought, Frederick had not heard his wife stride into the room.

"…Well, that was interesting. Who would have thought the skirt chasing philanderer fell for our daughter? …I'm proud that you gave him a chance Freddy Bear, I will too. Inigo's not a bad kid you know. When he wants to, he can be the sweetest person to those he cares about, once you get past the entire suave and ladies' man act and all that is."

"…Robin, you knew about this? But-"

"-I heard through the door when I was passing by Frederick."

"..Oh..Well, what do YOU think of this? Probably I should hire a special squad to watch over Morgan…No, I should watch them myself….Maybe I can hide in the bushes or the crates or barrels! I can ask Kellam for lessons in the art of appearing out of nowhere! Do you know where he is at the moment?"

Laughing softly, Robin put her hand on her husband's shoulder.

"Frederick, Morgan is an adult. She can make her own decision of who she wants to date. If she doesn't accept Inigo's feelings, it's fine; If she does, it's fine. Whatever the choice, as long as she's happy. And we should be too! In addition, I observed Inigo these past few weeks when he was around Morgan. He seems fixated on her and is the perfect gentleman around her. He hasn't even looked at another girl's direction in a while."

"….Robin, I don't want our daughter to date until she's forty."

The knight flinched as Robin hit his shoulder and glared down at him.

"…Fine, she can date at the age of thirty eight."

"FREDERICK!"

Unfortunately for Frederick, Morgan happily said yes to Inigo three days after. Robin made sure that he didn't hide in any bushes, crates, or barrels during the dates that they went on in the future. In time, Frederick did come to accept Inigo, with the help of Henry, Olivia, Robin, and Morgan of course.

Hi everyone! I'm sorry for not updating in a while! Summer school's got me all booked! Anyway, Thank you to the person who sent me a request! ;) See you guys in the near future!

-K.A.