Title: Checkmate

Description: One of the Robin's favorite pastimes is to play games, particularly those with a strategic element to them. So does Morgan. Though it should come as no surprise that things can often get a bit competitive.

"Alright, so I move my knight here…. and capture your queen!" Morgan exclaimed, the entire board rattling with the force of her knocking the wooden chess piece from the board. "Now that over half your forces are gone I can–"

"Checkmate," Robin said, calmly sliding his bishop into place. Sitting back in his chair he folded his arms in his lap, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

Morgan's once victorious green slowly morphed into a look of shock, her eye's going wide. "But how did you– but I was–" She scrambled out of her chair, scanning the board with fresh intensity. "There must be some sort of mistake, I can't have…" Her words faltered as her eyes fell on her completely surrounded king, her shoulders slumping in defeat."

"Sorry, Morgan, better luck next time," Robin told her. Standing, he went to retrieve the piece Morgan had knocked off the table, putting it back into place. Lucina got up from her own chair to the side, having been spectating the father-daughter chess match, replacing the various pieces she'd retrieved throughout the game. Like the one Robin had picked up, they had been casualties of Morgan's zeal in removing them from the playing field.

"But I captured most of your pieces, how did you still win?" Morgan crossed her arms, pouting as she dropped back into her chair.

"Easy. You were so focused on taking my pieces that you did little to defend your king. All I had to do was delay you just long enough to spring my trap," Robin explained, resetting the board. As he went Lucina handed him the pieces one at time.

"But I was winning!" Morgan complained. "Weren't you the one who always said to preserve lives at all cost? You sacrificed half your board to win!"

"In a real battle or with our simulated army? Yes, you would be right," Robin replied, giving her a wry smile. "This is chess, so it requires entirely different rules."

"I believe he's got you there, Morgan," Lucina agreed, placing a hand on her daughter's shoulder. "But it's nothing to be upset about. Afterall, your father has already defeated me three times today, if you recall?"

"I know. Still sucks, though," Morgan grumbled. Puffing out her cheeks she reached back behind her head, throwing her hood up to punctuate her displeasure.

"And the hood goes up. I take it that means you don't want a rematch?" Robin asked.

"I… No, I… Let's go, I'll totally beat you this time!" Morgan managed at last, her eyes burning with new fire.

Robin laughed at the sudden return of his daughter's enthusiasm. Sometimes he wondered how she didn't tire herself out, especially with how quickly she could flip between being happy one moment and frustrated the next.

"Morgan, perhaps it is time we combined our efforts," Lucina offered, smiling. "Neither of us have yet beaten him, but if we work as one, perhaps we can finally prove victorious."

At this suggestion Morgan's eyes seemed to glitter even more intensely, if that was even possible, a smirk filling her lips. "Yeah. Yeah! Let's do this mother. It's time we won for a change!"

Robin eyed the two women sitting before him, though his smile remained. "Uh, oh. An alliance against me. Guess I'll have to pull out all the stops this game." Leaning forward he narrowed his eyes, his entire focus on the game. "Let's get this started then. Morgan, Lucina, it's your move."

Author's Note: Sorry about this one being a bit short, though be assured the next one should be more substantial. Its going to be a two parter dealing with the often requested topic of showing how Marc and Nah get together, as its been eluded to in the handful of oneshots set further into the future.

Also, come on guys, I am getting like 1000 views on each new chapter and only two reviews? You guys can do better than that.