(A/N: It's been 3 years since "The Icon of Cinema", Sid Haig had died and this chapter is dedicated to the man. Also, I know that it's been three months since the anniversary of his death, but just know that I don't mean any disrespect towards Sid's legacy by making this tribute so late.

R.I.P. Sid! We miss you every single day!)

~Y/N POV~

Otis: You seriously had to say that you can smell Baby's pussy on your fuckin' hand.

Y/N: What? You got a problem with that?

Otis: Nah, but please don't bring that up again.

Y/N: Alright.

Otis: Hold on. I got an idea.

He then put Cowboy's face on his own as we walked to the hotel room where Baby was in.

Y/N: You really wanna scare them? I mean, there's a chance that Cutter might be here by now and he won't like what you're doing.

Otis: Hey, I don't give a fuck whether he likes it or not.

Y/N: I was taught to respect my elders, were you taught that growing up? I'd say no.

Otis: Fuck that bullshit, at least I get to be my own person.

Y/N: You can't deny that your family's more important, Otis.

Otis: Yeah yeah yeah.

As we were just about to walk in, Otis had to put on Cowboy's face.

Y/N: Are you fuckin' kidding me, man?

Otis: What? It's to scare her.

Y/N: Yeah, but it all just seems stupid to do something like this.

Otis: Whatever you say, motherfucker.

He then burst through scaring Baby and Cutter with his stupid prank and I sometimes wonder why I even considered him my "brother".

Baby: Don't you fucking knock?

Y/N: Hey, look at me, I didn't approve this idea.

Cutter: Where the fuck you two been?

Baby: Did you get everything?

Y/N: Yeah, we got everything.

Otis: You motherfucker! Where the fuck have you been!

I basically facepalmed as I really didn't want this to go down as we had to get out of here before anyone finds out where the fuck we are.

Cutter: Hey! You got a problem with my timeframe, son, you best spit it out right now.

Otis: Yeah, I got a problem. I got a real fucking problem, bozo!

Cutter: Well, make your move, laddie, two hits. I hit you and your dick hits the fuckin' dirt!

Otis: Old man, you ain't hitting nothin'!

Before things could escalate, I pushed Otis' gun out of Cutter's face.

Y/N: We'll sort this out later. Right now, we gotta get the fuck outta here.

Baby: What are we gonna do about this one?

Cutter: Leave her for a maid to clean up

Otis: I got a better idea.

Cutter and I just scoffed at what Otis had in mind because I've seen a lot of weird fucked up shit from this guy and I can't tell you if I love it or hate it!

While Otis and Baby were having their fun, I walked over to Cutter seemed intrigued about me being around him.

Cutter: Are you sure you and Otis got everything, Y/N?

Y/N: Yes sir. That was the whole plan. Me, I just wanted to get everything done before anything else.

Cutter: And that's why I admire you, son. You work hard for my family and if there were ten of you, we'd be out of this fuckin' town in a day.

Y/N: I try to be.

Cutter: Also, Baby told me about Karen getting thrown in jail-

Otis: "We regret to inform you that the 'Banjo and Sullivan Show' will be canceled tonight!"

It made Baby laugh but this made me cringe.

Cutter: Fuck.

Y/N: You were saying?

Cutter: With Karen being thrown in the can, we gotta get her outta there.

Y/N: I was hoping you'd say that. Look, there's something you and I gotta talk about in private, when Baby isn't around.

Cutter: And what's that?

Y/N: This...

I took out the ring, out of Baby's view, and showed it to Cutter.

When he looked at the ring, Cutter started growing a smile on his face!

Cutter: You gotta be fuckin' kidding me. You're wanting my permission to marry my daughter?

Y/N: That's right. It's why I want to have a talk with you about it sometime when she's not around us.

Cutter: Then we can. How about when everyone's asleep, we talk about it outside? Because you're right, we can't do that here, not while Baby is around the two of us.

Y/N: I appreciate that, Cutter. I really do.

Cutter: I love seeing my daughter happy around you, and I'm willing to do it for her sake.

After Otis put the mask on Wendy and hung her above the door, we went to another room and got some sleep.

Otis slept on the floor, Cutter had a bed all to himself, and Baby and I shared a bed together, but after everyone was sleeping, Cutter and I got out of bed, went outside the room, and we walked for a bit as we had the conversation.

Cutter: So, you wanna ask my daughter to marry you, is that right?

Y/N: Yes sir.

Cutter: I'll tell you, firsthand, I kinda figured you were going to plan that after a couple years. I have to admit, the way you handled this was very mature and I deeply respect that.

Y/N: Thank you, Cutter.

Cutter: Now there are some things I want to ask you before I give you my blessing. Be honest with me, and if you're bullshitting me, I'll forget everything I fuckin' said and I'll pretend this talk never happened. You hear me?

Y/N: Yes sir.

Cutter: Good kid. Now, when I first met you alongside those assholes at the gas station and my museum, I thought you were one of those fuckers that would make fun of the state of Texas! As I learned that you were from here, I thought, "This kid might not be bad after all". So I decided to take it easy on ya, hoping you'd respect me as an old man, now, what was going through your mind when you first met me, regardless of the paint I had on at the time?

Y/N: Am I allowed to say anything as I talk to you?

Cutter: Of course. This is between you and me, anyway.

Y/N: Okay. When Jerry, hope he's burning in hell right now, disrespected you, I had to apologize on his behalf for wasting your time. And without the paint, you looked fantastic, even now. I always thought the old timers are the best and I always respected them because they have more wisdom in their pinky finger, than some of the people who think they know everything.

Cutter: Is that so?

Y/N: Yes sir.

Cutter: When you met my Baby, how did you and her feel about each other at first?

Y/N: I thought it was someone I could vent to and not leave when I wasn't done. I thought she would walk away after hearing all the venting, but she didn't. That was when I respected her until she started falling for me.

Cutter: Ah, so that's how you and her got together?

Y/N: That's right. I wasn't making any moves on her unless she gave me permission. That was the idea then, and that's the idea now.

Cutter: I understand that. She fell in love with you first, you came around and you start loving her more to the point you started being her boyfriend.

Y/N: Right.

Cutter: When I first met Karen, I thought she was a bit ol' fashioned for my taste. She had the biggest love for not wanting any phones around the house, but I soon fell in love with her and that's how we got married. Sure, we had to divorce because we thought it wasn't working out after many years, but we still remain friends. Now, I want to ask you this, Y/N and be truthful with me.

Y/N: Yes sir.

Cutter: Do you have what it takes to love her, honor her, respect her to the point that I don't have to pull my gun and blow your fuckin' brains out? Can I trust you to provide and care for my Baby? Can I?

That line where Cutter said about pulling his gun out and killing me scared me, but I know that he was serious.

All I wanted was to care for Baby, love her until the day I die, showing that I can be the best husband she can ever have. If we do have kids at some point, I would give them the life I never had.

So, after a good while of thinking, I said my answer...

Y/N: Yes. I can do everything I can to make sure Baby is happy. If I have to give my life for her, I would do it with a smile on my face because she means the world to me. Is this enough to convince you to give me your blessing?

Cutter smiled and said the one thing that I've been wanting to hear...

Cutter: Well, kid, you want to ask my Baby to marry you. So after hearing what you just said, you got my blessing, but let me tell you the reason why I'm giving you permission. I've seen how you treat her. You protect her like no other guy she's been with and not to mention you keep her happy whenever you could. Y/N, I'm proud to say that I'm looking forward to calling you my son-in-law.

Y/N: Thank you, Cutter. Thank you.

We hugged as he patted my back and shook my hand with a big smile.

Cutter: You make her cry with joy when you ask her, you hear me?

Y/N: Don't worry, Cutter, she will be when I do.

We walked back to the hotel and we went back to sleep, unknown to Baby and Otis.

So, that was phase three accomplished, I have Otis', Karen's, and Cutter's blessing to marry Baby. I do know that if Hugo and RJ were here, they'd give me the go ahead to ask their granddaughter and sister to marry me.

God, I love them both, but I'm sad that they're gone, FUCK!

If Hugo were still here and I had a talk with him about asking Baby to be my wife, I think he would've given me permission, including RJ, and I wish he was still here instead of lying dead at our house.

I'm looking to avenge RJ and dedicate the proposal to Hugo when I ask Baby. She deserves to be the happiest girl in the world and I'm willing to give her everything I have.

As I looked at the ring through the moonlight...

...I was determined to make this proposal special for Baby and myself, as well as the whole fucking Firefly family.