Tin Man Fic: Consorts (2/2)
Title: Consorts
Author:
silverlunarstar
Characters/Pairings: Wyatt/DG
Rating: PG
Genre: Humor/Romance/Family
Warnings/Spoilers: Post miniseries.
Words: 1,073
Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I claim no ownership.
Summary: Two-shot. How does Prince Consort Ahamo feel about his daughter's relationship with a man twice her age? How does Cain deal with it?
Author's Note: Happy Love and Friendship Day!
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Part I: Engaged
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Part II: Married
Sometimes Prince Consort Ahamo wondered what would be better, his daughter marrying someone who was older, a widow, and had a son closer to her age who she loved or having an arranged marriage with a Duke who was closer to her age, maybe a womanizer, but had certainly never been married, and didn't have any children (that they would know of…), who she might or might not grow to love… Okay, fine. In the end, a father only wanted what was best for their children and for them to be happy. Ahamo had to grudgingly admit that he had never seen his daughter, Dorothy Glinda Gale-Cain, happier than when she was with Wyatt Gale-Cain, her husband as of one hundred and three point eight minutes ago. Watching the two dancing together in their perfectly happy little bubble brought tears to his eyes. Whether they were tears of sorrow or joy, he wasn't quite sure.
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Leaving his wife as of five hours and sixteen minutes ago with her sister, Cain made his way to the refreshment table. This was the happiest day of his life; the only other day that came close was when he found out his son was alive. He and DG had been engaged for eighteen months before her patience ran out. Surprisingly, few people opposed to their union. In fact, he was sure more than half the population had expected them to get married within six months or less of their engagement. He was also slightly suspicious most thought their engagement would lead to a quick union for…reasons unplanned. It didn't matter what anyone thought anyway. They were bound now and that's all there was to it.
If anyone had told him after the Eclipse that he would be here in this moment in time, he would have laughed before locking them up in an iron maiden. Meeting the brave woman who he now proudly called his wife was the best thing that had ever happened to him since the Sorceress had taken over the O.Z., even if he hadn't appreciated it at the beginning. Never would he have imagined that the strong-willed Princess would love him like he eventually found himself loving her. He had let her down too many times in his book and it angered him at times to think about it.
While nothing but bliss could penetrate him now, Cain pondered over the time DG had been kidnapped by the ‘Seeker.’ Why was
he thinking about this during the happiest day of his life? It wouldn't even have come to him if it weren't for the fact that said ‘Seeker’ was currently glaring at him.
Ever since he and DG were engaged, he had been feeling the Consort's glaring gaze upon him whenever he was within his perimeter. Even though his wife had long ago forgiven him for letting her down (“It wasn't your fault, Wyatt,” she would say), there was still a part of him that couldn't quite forgive himself. Forgetting the fact that she'd been kidnapped by her father, there was the time before that where he had let her get caught by the Sorceress. Even though he had told himself he'd stayed behind so he could distract the Longcoats, deep inside he knew he just wanted to get revenge on Zero. There was also the time before that when he abandoned her in the middle of Central City with no one to protect her but a half-brained man and a cowardly Seer.
Cain was pulled out of his thoughts by a soft touch. Turning, his icy eyes met with his wife's summer sky ones. Her eyes looked at him knowingly; she tip-toed and kissed him. All negative thoughts flew out as he took her hand in his and led her to the dance floor once again.
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Ahamo rocked the precious bundle in his arms. The past three years had been tough, watching DG with her husband. There were so many
times he wished he had heeded his wife and gone to the Otherside with her. However, his place wasn't there anymore, but in the Outer Zone. By staying here, he had been able to gather a lot of important information to give to the Resistance and had saved many lives that would have otherwise been lost had he not been here. Was it worth not seeing his daughter grow up? Sadly, the answer was yes; yes it was. At least now, both his daughters were safe and sound. One married to the man she loved and the other about to be married in less than a week.
In the past three years, he had tried to make Cain's life a living hell, but he soon learned that harming him meant making his daughter's life miserable as well. At first, he was very reproachful to him, but whenever DG would catch him, he would see her eyes fill with pain. No matter how hard he tried to make sure she never witnessed his accusations and harsh words to her husband, she would catch him too many times.
Finally, he decided that he should show Cain he wasn't worthy of his daughter or ready to be Prince Consort. He would pile him with too much information to retain at once, leave him plenty of paperwork to take up his time, and, on top of that, have him study the routes and routines of the whole O.Z. He knew how much it stressed the ex-Tin Man out and, at first, his plan seemed to work. The man would be very aggravated and frustrated. There were times he wouldn't even go to his and DG's rooms because of all the work he had to get done. His brilliant plan was quickly pulled back when he witnessed the couple fighting. It wasn't Cain shouting at DG because he was stressed, in fact he never took his irritation out on her, but DG shouting at Cain for not spending time with her anymore and for overworking himself. Watching tears fall out of his younger daughter's baby blue eyes was the last straw for the Prince Consort. He stopped making Cain's life a living hell, but still didn't quite forgive him.
Ahamo thought maybe he could finally begin to exonerate Cain as he looked down at a pair of lake-blue eyes, lighter than his mother's, but darker than his father's.
Eyes that belonged to Daniel Gavin Gale-Cain.
Author:
silverlunarstar
Characters/Pairings: Wyatt/DG
Rating: PG
Genre: Humor/Romance/Family
Warnings/Spoilers: Post miniseries.
Words: 1,073
Status: Completed
Disclaimer: I claim no ownership.
Summary: Two-shot. How does Prince Consort Ahamo feel about his daughter's relationship with a man twice her age? How does Cain deal with it?
Author's Note: Happy Love and Friendship Day!
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Part I: Engaged
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Part II: Married
Sometimes Prince Consort Ahamo wondered what would be better, his daughter marrying someone who was older, a widow, and had a son closer to her age who she loved or having an arranged marriage with a Duke who was closer to her age, maybe a womanizer, but had certainly never been married, and didn't have any children (that they would know of…), who she might or might not grow to love… Okay, fine. In the end, a father only wanted what was best for their children and for them to be happy. Ahamo had to grudgingly admit that he had never seen his daughter, Dorothy Glinda Gale-Cain, happier than when she was with Wyatt Gale-Cain, her husband as of one hundred and three point eight minutes ago. Watching the two dancing together in their perfectly happy little bubble brought tears to his eyes. Whether they were tears of sorrow or joy, he wasn't quite sure.
-
Leaving his wife as of five hours and sixteen minutes ago with her sister, Cain made his way to the refreshment table. This was the happiest day of his life; the only other day that came close was when he found out his son was alive. He and DG had been engaged for eighteen months before her patience ran out. Surprisingly, few people opposed to their union. In fact, he was sure more than half the population had expected them to get married within six months or less of their engagement. He was also slightly suspicious most thought their engagement would lead to a quick union for…reasons unplanned. It didn't matter what anyone thought anyway. They were bound now and that's all there was to it.
If anyone had told him after the Eclipse that he would be here in this moment in time, he would have laughed before locking them up in an iron maiden. Meeting the brave woman who he now proudly called his wife was the best thing that had ever happened to him since the Sorceress had taken over the O.Z., even if he hadn't appreciated it at the beginning. Never would he have imagined that the strong-willed Princess would love him like he eventually found himself loving her. He had let her down too many times in his book and it angered him at times to think about it.
While nothing but bliss could penetrate him now, Cain pondered over the time DG had been kidnapped by the ‘Seeker.’ Why was
he thinking about this during the happiest day of his life? It wouldn't even have come to him if it weren't for the fact that said ‘Seeker’ was currently glaring at him.
Ever since he and DG were engaged, he had been feeling the Consort's glaring gaze upon him whenever he was within his perimeter. Even though his wife had long ago forgiven him for letting her down (“It wasn't your fault, Wyatt,” she would say), there was still a part of him that couldn't quite forgive himself. Forgetting the fact that she'd been kidnapped by her father, there was the time before that where he had let her get caught by the Sorceress. Even though he had told himself he'd stayed behind so he could distract the Longcoats, deep inside he knew he just wanted to get revenge on Zero. There was also the time before that when he abandoned her in the middle of Central City with no one to protect her but a half-brained man and a cowardly Seer.
Cain was pulled out of his thoughts by a soft touch. Turning, his icy eyes met with his wife's summer sky ones. Her eyes looked at him knowingly; she tip-toed and kissed him. All negative thoughts flew out as he took her hand in his and led her to the dance floor once again.
-
Ahamo rocked the precious bundle in his arms. The past three years had been tough, watching DG with her husband. There were so many
times he wished he had heeded his wife and gone to the Otherside with her. However, his place wasn't there anymore, but in the Outer Zone. By staying here, he had been able to gather a lot of important information to give to the Resistance and had saved many lives that would have otherwise been lost had he not been here. Was it worth not seeing his daughter grow up? Sadly, the answer was yes; yes it was. At least now, both his daughters were safe and sound. One married to the man she loved and the other about to be married in less than a week.
In the past three years, he had tried to make Cain's life a living hell, but he soon learned that harming him meant making his daughter's life miserable as well. At first, he was very reproachful to him, but whenever DG would catch him, he would see her eyes fill with pain. No matter how hard he tried to make sure she never witnessed his accusations and harsh words to her husband, she would catch him too many times.
Finally, he decided that he should show Cain he wasn't worthy of his daughter or ready to be Prince Consort. He would pile him with too much information to retain at once, leave him plenty of paperwork to take up his time, and, on top of that, have him study the routes and routines of the whole O.Z. He knew how much it stressed the ex-Tin Man out and, at first, his plan seemed to work. The man would be very aggravated and frustrated. There were times he wouldn't even go to his and DG's rooms because of all the work he had to get done. His brilliant plan was quickly pulled back when he witnessed the couple fighting. It wasn't Cain shouting at DG because he was stressed, in fact he never took his irritation out on her, but DG shouting at Cain for not spending time with her anymore and for overworking himself. Watching tears fall out of his younger daughter's baby blue eyes was the last straw for the Prince Consort. He stopped making Cain's life a living hell, but still didn't quite forgive him.
Ahamo thought maybe he could finally begin to exonerate Cain as he looked down at a pair of lake-blue eyes, lighter than his mother's, but darker than his father's.
Eyes that belonged to Daniel Gavin Gale-Cain.