Title: Meeting Dad
Character/s: Merlin, Morgana, Uther
Summary: Merlin gets to meet Morgana's father at their holiday party.
Word Count: 484
Prompt: 344, Mistletoe
Author's Notes: :) Happy Holidays everyone!
Merlin received the invitation in the mail. It was big and made of expensive paper, and when he opened it, he found an invitation to the Pendragons’ annual Holiday party, just a few days before Christmas. He showed it to his mum, who said he could go. He called Morgana to tell her the good news.
On the night of the party, his mum dropped him off at what seemed like the biggest mansion in town. It had a gate and everything. When he got to the door, it was opened by a man in a suit who took his coat and directed him past several opulent rooms to what looked like a formal dining room. Merlin was relieved to see all his new friends there and looked around for Morgana.
Someone came up behind him and put their hands over his eyes. “Guess who?” she said.
“Morgana,” he breathed, turning around.
She threw her arms around him. “Hello Merlin, good to see you!” She took a step back and pointed up.
Merlin looked up to see mistletoe fastened to the ceiling above him. “Well, we can’t pass on that tradition.” He pulled her back to him and locked lips with hers. The crowd in the dining room “ahh’ed” but Morgana pulled back abruptly when there was a throat clearing behind her.
“F-father,” she said, turning around to face the man behind her.
Merlin looked past her to see a man dressed in an expensive suit. He glared back at Merlin then turned to his daughter. “Morgana, who is this young man?”
Morgana stepped back to stand at Merlin’s side. She took his hand and said, “Father, this is my boyfriend, Merlin.”
Morgana’s father looked Merlin up and down. A look of disgust came over his face, which he quickly hid. He stuck out his hand, “Uther Pendragon.”
Merlin shook his hand. Firmly, he hoped. Uther let go quickly, as if he could stand to hold onto his hand. “Merlin Emrys.”
“Enjoy the party,” Uther replied, and headed off to where Arthur was talking with Leon and Gwaine.
“Oh my . . .” Morgana’s posture slacked.
“Hey, are you all right?”
“My father usually hates all my boyfriends, but you passed, I think. For now.”
“Yeah, he’ll run a background check on you to determine if you’re worthy of dating me.”
“You’re kidding me.”
Morgana squeezed his hand. “Believe me, I wish I was.” She glanced around the room. “Looks like he’s going to stay this time. No more snogging tonight, as much as I want to.”
“Hey, let’s just relax and enjoy the party. Tomorrow you can come over to mine. I’ll hang some mistletoe and we can snog all we want. My mum won’t care. She’d love to meet you anyway.”
“I’d love that.”
“Good, it’s settled. Now let’s find someone to talk to that’s not your father.”