"So this is where your daughter has been living, eh?" Arthur said as he took a moment to examine the village around him. He smiled and nodded his head approvingly. "Hmm. Yes! Quite a nice place you picked for her, my friend! Very homely."

"That was the idea," Ananias dully replied. "After all, there's nothing more uncomfortable than living with a multitude of cousins, nieces, and aunts who look exactly the same, you know?"

Arthur laughed. "Yes, that certainly does sound like a nightmarish experience, doesn't it? So," he folded her arms as he looked around, "where is she? I simply cannot wait to meet this daughter of yours who I've heard so much about!"

"We'd have better luck finding her at her shop," Ananias said. "It should be open by now."

Arthur smiled. "Ah! So the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree, does it?"

Ananais nodded. "Yeah, which is another reason why not to leave her with the family. Could you imagine the pressure she would've felt if she did?" Ananias shuddered. "And I used to think that I had it bad."

Arthur nodded. "Yes, that is perfectly understandable." It was just then that they heard screams of terror coming further from the village, with a good handful of villagers running past them for good measure. "Good heavens!" Arthur cried. He momentarily stopped a villager who was about to run past them. "Quick, man! What is the meaning of this?!"

"Bandits!" the panicked villager answered. "They've laid siege at the center plaza!"

Arthur let go of him and turned to Ananias, who nodded solemnly. "Time to get to work," Ananias said.

"Indeed!" Arthur cried, as he and Ananias made their way to confront the bandits. "Let us go and serve these ruffians a classic dish of Nohrian justice!"

Ananias sighed. "With a dash of relish, right?" he disinterestedly asked.

Arthur laughed heartily. "Quite right, my friend!"


"Listen up!" the leader of the bandits cried as he and his men continued to scare away and assault the many villagers attempting to run away from their attempted invasion. "If all of you leave this village right now and leave all of your stuff behind, then you'll at least be able to leave with your lives! And if you don't," he held up his sword and showed it off menacingly, "then I promise you, your chances of surviving will be significantly thinner!"

"I don't think so," a somewhat baritone and mature sounding woman coolly said as she calmly made her way towards the bandits, protecting villagers from any criminal pursuer that just so happened to run by her with her blade as she did. She then stopped a good distance away from them and looked the leader of the bandits dead in the eye. "These people have worked long and hard for everything they have, so if you think that I'm just going to let you cheat them out of it, then you're in for a rude awakening!"

"One woman against the likes of us?" the leader of the bandits scoffed as a few of his men began to circle and surround her, forcing her to calmly poise herself and ready herself for battle. "I think I like those odds!"

"Then we shall lower those odds!" Arthur cried, taking a few bandits by surprise as he struck them down from behind and ran to the woman's side. He shook his head disapprovingly. "To take so much pleasure in outnumbering your opponent! You cretins should be ashamed of yourselves!"

"This changes nothing!" the leader growled. "One more person changes nothing!"

"Then I guess two people will change a little bit more than nothing!" Ananias said, following Arthur's lead by striking a few bandits from behind and standing back to back with Arthur and the woman fighting alongside them.

Said woman's eyes widened in surprise. "Dad?"

Arthur's eyes followed suit as he turned around to give his fellow retainer an equally surprised look. "'Dad'?" His head darted between the two of them several times before he looked at Ananias, pointed towards his supposed daughter and said, "Good heavens! THIS is the famous Lana that I've been hearing so much about?"

"Hmm?" Ananias asked, before turning around to get a better look at the woman he and Arthur were attempting to aid at the moment, eyes widening slightly upon realizing that said woman was indeed his daughter, Lana. "Ah," he nonchalantly raised a hand up to greet his daughter, "hey there, Lannie. Didn't see you there."

"Didn't see her there?!" Arthur repeated incredulously. He gestured towards Ananias' daughter, who had an hourglass figure, the traditional Anna red hair (though styled and cut differently from the usual Annas'), charming facial features that any woman would be jealous of, and a definite larger-than-life presence under her calm and cool demeanor. "With all due respect, my friend, but your daughter's very presence could command an entire legion if she wanted to! I mean, just look at her!"

Ananias' eyes narrowed as Lana's cheeks flushed upon receiving such a flattering compliment. "So what exactly are you trying to say, Arthur?"

"Er, um, nothing," Arthur said, raising his hands up in an attempt to calm the threatened Ananias down. "I was, um, merely complimenting her for her confidence and poise, truly!"

"That still sounds a bit too much like you're taking a shine to her," Ananias argued.

Lana wearily sighed. "Dad, he was just trying to be nice."

"That wasn't 'being nice'," Ananias dully argued. "Being nice is saying things like, 'Good day to you, sir!' or asking, 'How do you do?' and replying with a, 'Just fine, thank you,". That doesn't include complimenting someone else's daughter in an overly flattering matter in front of their father's face."

"Dad," Lana calmly chided, "I'm never going to meet anyone if you keep body guarding me like this."

"I wouldn't have to bodyguard you if your caretakers didn't keep telling me of how many dates you've been on."

"Well how am I supposed to know what I like or don't like if I don't have the experience to build myself up on?"

"I didn't need to date every woman I met to realize that I loved your mother."

"Well, yeah, but even you have to admit that you and mom are an isolated incident! For the rest of us, it's not going to be that simple!"

Ananias took a moment to think it over for a bit before giving his daughter a relenting nod. "Fine, I'll give you that," he admitted. "But why have I only been hearing about all of this from your caretakers?"

"Because I knew that you were going to overreact like this!"

"I'm not overreacting."

"Dad, we both know that by your standards, you kind of are."

Ananias sighed. "Look, I'm just concerned, alright? What if you date someone shifty and I'm not there to stop you?"

"Come on, dad. You should know that you and mom raised me better than that."

"It never feels like it though," Ananias muttered.

Meanwhile, the bandits and Arthur were watching incredulously as the calmest family argument was taking place right before their very eyes. "My word!" Arthur thought. "This squabble between father and daughter is a bit too honest and restrained for my mind to handle! Just how do these two accomplish such a thing?"

"Hey!" the leader of the bandits cried out angrily. "Who do you think you are, ignoring us like that! Do you take us for some kind of joke?"

Both Lana and Ananias let out exasperated sighs as they turned their attention towards said leader. "Now really, why would you think that about us?" Lana asked.

"Did we say that you and your men were a joke or something?" Ananias added.

"Er, um…," the leader stuttered before shaking his head furiously and saying, "you know what? I don't even care anymore!" He pointed towards the trio to his men. "Just kill them all and be done with it!" he commanded.

The father and daughter duo glanced at each other for a moment before nodding their heads and saying, "We'll continue this conversation later."

"Oh, and, by the way," Ananias quickly added. "Lana this is Arthur, Arthur this is Lana."

Arthur gave her his usual toothy and heroic smile. "A pleasure, milady."

Lana gave him an amused smirk. "The pleasure is all mine, good sir," she replied, giving Arthur a playful little curtsy before turning her attention back to the threat at hand.


"Well," Lana said, stretching a few kinks in her back after having finally dispatched with all of the bandits in the village, "that was actually kind of fun this time around."

"Hmm?" Ananias asked. "And why would that be?"

Lana smiled. "Well, this not being a training session and actually getting to fight alongside one of my childhood heroes for one."

Ananias nodded understandingly. "I see." He then turned to Arthur. "You hear that Arthur? My daughter is a big fan of yours."

Lana rolled her eyes before punching her father in the arm. "Ha ha, very funny. You should know better than anyone to not joke around with that whole emotion impediment of yours."

Ananias rubbed his arm tenderly and gave his daughter a funny look. "Who said I was joking?"

Lana sighed. "Dad…."

Ananias smiled. "Fine, fine. I'll stop."

"So," Lana crossed her arms, "what brings you here all of a sudden? You usually make sure to announce whenever either you or mom are going to come over for a visit. Did something happen back at work?"

Ananias shook his head. "No, but something DID happen within the family."

Lana's eyes widened in surprise. "Really? What is it? Did Aunt Anna or mom get the flu or something?"

Ananias shook his head. "No." He placed a hand proudly onto one of Lana's shoulders. "Lana," he whispered, "it's time."

Lana stared at him for a moment, not immediately understanding what he was implying at first, but once she did, her eyes widened as she let out an incredulous and surprised gasp. "You mean…."

Ananias smiled and nodded. "Yeah. You were always proficient with a blade, today proved that. And from what your caretakers have told me, you've gotten bored running that little shop of yours. And Annas have always had a habit of branching out whenever they've felt ready to, and I know for a fact that you wanted to come back to Nohr with me and your mother for a while now."

Lana held her hand over her chest as she began to breathe rapidly out of both excitement and fear for the future. "Oh gods, this is really happening…."

"It was going to have to happen eventually," Ananias replied with a sigh. "Can't keep you trapped in one place forever, you know? And besides, something tells me that you would've ended up leaving on your own anyway. Might as well save myself the panic attack and let you off the leash myself."

"So… so then what took you so long?" Lana couldn't help but ask.

Ananias nonchalantly shrugged. "Had to arrange a room for you back at the castle. It's a lot more complicated than it sounds." He held out his hand. "Welcome to the team." He then leaned in and whispered, "Just please… don't die on me. I wouldn't like that very much."

Lana stared at the hand incredulously for a moment before recomposing herself, nodding resolutely, and shaking it. "Deal."

"Lana!" a handsome young male cried as he and a bunch of other equally attractive males ran towards them, distress displayed clearly on their handsome faces. "Is it true? Are you really leaving?"

Upon spotting Arthur shrugging sheepishly towards them, Ananias and Lana realized that he must've accidentally spilled the beans. Lana turned to the legion of boys and gave them a sad smile. "Yes, I'm afraid so." After waiting a moment for them to release their cries of disappointment out of their system upon hearing the unfortunate news, she placed her hands behind her back, looked around at the village fondly, and said, "It's sad, but I've wanted to move on from here for a while now; so I can't just turn the first opportunity to leave, you know?" She turned back to the boys and smiled reassuringly. "I hope that you can all understand."

"B-Before you leave though," one of the boys cried, stepping forward as he was sweating up a storm and blushing furiously, "I… I just want to ask you…," everyone gasped once he knelt onto one knee and took out an engagement ring from his pocket, "will you marry me?"

"Hey!" one of the other boys cried, pushing his way past the others and glaring daggers at the previous one. "That's not fair!" He took out an engagement ring from his own pocket. "I was going to propose to her!"

"No!" one of the other boys cried out defiantly. "I was going to propose to her!"

"No! I was!"

"What a joke! She obviously likes me best! Right, Lana?"

Lana sighed. "Honestly you guys, we've already been through this. It just wouldn't have worked out."

"Please, give me a second chance to prove myself to you, Lana!"

"Lana, please! If you give me time, I can definitely be a man that you deserve!"

"Come on, Lana! We had something special! You must realize deep within your heart that that is true!"

"Okay," Ananias said. "I've heard enough of this." He then firmly grabbed his daughter's shoulders and proceeded to lead her away from the crowd of boys and back towards her house to go and pack up her stuff. "Now you're DEFINITELY coming back to Nohr with me."

"For once, we can agree," Lana muttered embarrassingly.


Author's Note #1: My belated Christmas present to all of you. I hope you liked it! Also, I'm back! Merry belated Christmas and have a happy new year!

Author's Note #2: The current supports order seems to be Elise, Soliel, Peri, Felicia, Jakob, Lana, and Kaze. Have anyone else you really wish to see Ananias support with? Request it! It's a first come, first serve basis, so the earlier you request, the quicker we can get to it! Remember, as stated in the last chapter, all first generation Nohrians are now eligible, along with a special list of other characters that I've previously listed in previous chapters! Look through that list and make your voice heard!

Author's Note #3: I'd like to think that Lana and Ananias have the most typical father-daughter relationship out of all of the first generation males.