It was a beautiful day; the sun was lighting up the small cottage. Lloyd watched, smiling, as Natalia showed how to waltz to a 6 years old Zelos, their laughter echoing through the house. Everything felt perfect until the door opened with a bang, almost falling off its hinges. A short bearded man enter, bellowing:
“LLOYD IRVING!!! This is NOT how I raised you!”
“Dad? What do you me…OW Wait! Wait! I can explain!” Lloyd leaned over as the dwarf caught him by the ear; bringing him outside, but not before stopping in front of Natalia:
“I’m sorry Miss if my son hasn’t been a gentleman with you…I shall rectify the situation…”
Little Zelos chose that moment to step out from behind Natalia and looked up at Lloyd, worry written all over his cherubic face.
“Ll…Lloyd, who is he?”
There was no time for Lloyd to answer as the dwarf yanked him closer to his face.
“YOU HAD A KID AND YOU DIDN’T TOLD ME?!?!? That’s it, you two are getting married. No more living in sin for you!”
In the blink of an eye, Lloyd found himself in a church looking much like the Temple of Martel near Iselia, dressed in his nobleman costume, Natalia by his side, all dressed in white.
“We are gathered here today…” started the priest in front of them. Lloyd turned around to argue with his father, but only to find him playing with Zelos.
“I’ll be the best Grandpa you’ve ever known!” the dwarf said while making the child jump up and down on his knees.
“You may now kiss the bride…”
“WHAAAAAAAT??!?! WAIT! I can’t!!”
Lloyd felt a tug on his pants: “Daddy….Why can’t you kiss Mommy?” asked Zelos with a pout.
The young man had no time to answer as he felt himself pulled down and he looked down just in time to see his face about to collide with Natalia’s….
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”
*falls of the couch where he now sleeps*
“…..What a nightmare….”
*looks up to see his Dreamberry on the chair by his pillow. Taking said pillow, Lloyd puts it over his face and groans in it*