3rd P.O.V.

Night...

It was nighttime and the Smith family is having their annual game night as usual. This time, Stan chose the game for the night and involves with the family guessing the name of the gun part. Everyone is at the living room except Hailey, herself since she's on a date with Y/n.

Stan quickly picks up a metal piece from the disassembled gun as the family start guessing.

Steve: Firing pin.

Francine: Hammer.

Klaus: Breech bolt.

Stan: Easy game. Name the gun part.

Klaus: Breech bolt.

Steve: Muzzle.

Stan: Point for Steve. Good one.

Klaus: Breech bolt.

Francine: Steve already guessed it.

Roger: Yeah, what are you, an idiot?

Klaus: Say that in mein bowl. I dare you!

Suddenly, they hear the front door opening as Hailey just came back from date with Y/n. However, they all noticed Hailey dyed her hair green.

Roger: Wow, Hayley, some dye job. The carpet match the curtains?

Francine: What did you do?

Hailey: I dyed it at a Green Party rally that Y/n and I went to for our date.

Stan: You missed family game night for that? Wash it out. You look like a slutty wad of money.

Hailey: No way.

Stand: Yes, way.

Stan quickly reassembled his gun and point it at Hailey.

Francine: Stan?!

Stan: She started it.

Hailey: It's my hair. I'm keeping it. Besides, Y/n likes it so I don't care what you think.

She then walks away and makes her way upstairs to her room. Leaving Stan frustrated and annoyed on how disobedient Hailey is.

Stan: What's wrong with that girl? Do I have to smell of BO and hump a redwood to get through to her? And I still can't believe she still dating that Y/n person after I told her, I disapprove of their relationship.

Francine: Stan, I'm sure this green hair thing is a phase. I bet by tomorrow she'll already be over it. And what's wrong with Hailey dating Y/n, I haven't seen her this happy after her break up with Jeff. Besides, there no way you can break them up...

This gave Stan a wicked idea.

Stan: Something tells me you're right.

Later...

In the middle of the night, Stan sneak into Hailey's room with a pair of scissors as he quietly cuts her hair.

Stan: Shh! Shh! Shh! Sandman's a-calling. Shh. That's right. That's right. Big Foot's baking sugar cookies and Santa wants to take you to the Oscars.

Morning...

Francine made breakfast for the family as Stan doesn't seem to like the food that his wife made for him.

Francine: How's your French toast?

Stan: Smelly and ungrateful. But this American toast is delicious.

Francine: *thought* Rude! I bet Y/n would love my cooking and not complain about it.

Hailey: AAAAAAHHHHH!!!

Suddenly everyone heard Hailey screaming.

Stan: Well, Sleeping Beauty's finally up.

Hailey makes her way to the kitchen, showing everyone what Stan did to her hair last night.

Steve: Whoa! Nice dome. You're almost as ugly as Roger.

Roger: I'm not ugly. Am I?

Hailey walk up to Stan in a huff, showing how upset she is with her father for cutting her hair.

Hailey: How dare you?!

Stan: How dare I? How dare I?

Stan remove a pair of earplugs from his ears.

Stan: I was at the shooting range and left in my earplugs. Did you say "How dare l"?

Hailey: Mom.

Francine: Stan, how could you?

Stan: How could I? How could I?

Stan removes another pair of earplugs.

Stan: Sorry. Backup pair.

Francine: It's OK, honey. You don't look like a giant penis.

Hailey: How can I go to school with no hair? And I can't present myself in front of Y/n like this! He might want to break up with me for it.

This made Hailey depress, thinking that Y/n will dump her for being bald.

Francine: Hailey, Y/n is a very generous and lov- kind person. He won't care if your bald or not just as long you are happy with yourself is all that matters to him.

Hailey: Thanks, mom.

This seems to bring Hailey some relief.

Stan: Besides, I already got you covered.

Stan pull up three sets of wigs from under the table, but the wigs are all old fashioned style from the early 80's or 90's.

Klaus: Wigs?

Stan: Not just any wigs. These are styled after our most revered Republican first ladies. The Barbara Bush. The Nancy Reagan. The Maria Shriver. Stay tuned.

Hailey: Those are terrible.

Stan: Most girls have to go through chemo to get a wig this nice.

Hailey: Do me a favour. Stay out of my life. I'm going over to Y/n's place!

Hailey leaves the kitchen as Roger grabs one of the wigs and puts it on stilling offended by Steve's comment.

Roger: How do I look now, Steve? Pretty enough for you? Forget it.

Hailey P.O.V.

Hailey: I can't believe my dad cut my hair?! He such a jerk! I swear to god, he doesn't know when to mind his own business. *sigh* I just hope Y/n doesn't break up with me over this.

I said as I rub my bald head.

Hailey: How did dad manage to shave my head without me knowing about it last night?

Continuing my walk toward Y/n's house, I was thinking what I should do to get him back for this. But more importantly what I should do about my baldness since it will take a couple months for my hair to grow out again.

Hailey: I think I should buy a wig for the time being. For now I need to talk with Y/n about this?

After walking a few more minutes, I arrived at his place as I knock on his door. I waited a couple of minutes until I heard him open the door.

Y/n: Hello- Hailey?! What the hell happened to you?

Hailey: H-Hi, Y/n... short story, my dad cut off all my hair because he dislike the new color.

Y/n: That's messed up!

Hailey: Please don't break up with me over this! I promise my hair will grow back soon. Just give it some time!

I got worried on what Y/n was going to say next but what he said made my worries disappear.

Y/n: Hailey... what makes you think I would break up with you over this? I'm more worried about if you're ok.

Hailey: That's good to hear. *thought* Mom was right!

Y/n: Come inside, we can talk more about your situation.

I do as he say, entering his house before he closed the door behind us.

Later...

After explaining what happened last night to Y/n, he was upset to hear what my dad did in order to teach me a lesson.

Y/n: So, your dad decided to cut your hair after you told him, you wanted to keep it. Even though you SPECIFICALLY told him is your hair and your choice.

Hailey: I know right! My dad doesn't understand boundaries and thinks he's always right just because he's the man of the house.

Y/n: How old is your father anyway? We're not in the early 80's or 90's! This is 2005, times are changing... He needs get to with the time!

Hailey: At least I know you understand, Y/n... *sigh* I need to go buy a wig but I don't want to go around looking like this. Do you have a hat or anything I can borrow to cover up my head?

Y/n: I can do you one better...!

I watch Y/n walk away for a moment before coming back with something behind his back.

Y/n: This is one of my latest inventions so I hope you like it.

He then presents me something shocking.

Hailey: A wig?! It's looks beautiful!

Y/n then handed to me as he explains about it.

Y/n: This wig is made out of recycled plastic material. Is eco friendly and perfect for cancer patients struggling with hair loss.

Hailey: Wow! I could barely tell it's made out of plastic, it so soft and smooth.

Y/n: Want to try it on? I want to see how it looks on you.

Not wanting to waste anymore time, I put on the wig as it fits perfectly on my head before I adjust a bit.

Hailey: How do I look?

Y/n: You look beautiful~ I could barely tell that you're bald with that wig on.

I smiled happily after hearing his comment.

Hailey: Thanks so much for this, Y/n~! I don't know how can I repay you for this?

Y/n: How about going on another with me, tonight? I heard the new Star Wars: Episode 3 - Revenge of the Sith came out in theater.

Hailey: For you... of course~

3rd P.O.V.

Night....

Stan is seen banging on the wall as loud music is heard coming from Hailey's room.

Stan: Turn down that rap music. It's a bad influence. I swear, yo, shorty be leaning on my last nerve.

Francine: What do you expect? You shaved her head in her sleep. And putting her hand in that bowl of warm water, that was just overkill.

Stan: I wanted to see if it works. It totally does.

Suddenly the music came to a stop.

Stan: Finally.

Hailey came entering the room, wearing the wig that Y/n gave her

Hailey: Mom, is my wig straight?

Francine: Perfect. What is that? Horsehair?

Hailey: No, Y/n got it for me is actually made out of plastic.

Francine: Really! But it's so soft and smooth.

Hailey: That what I said!

Then the sound of car honking is heard outside of the house.

Hailey: Y/n is here. Later.

Stan: Again? Didn't you already went on a date with him, yesterday. And I still don't approve of him, Hailey!

Hailey: Screw off, dad!

Hailey then leaves the house as Stan groan in annoyance of his daughter disobedience towards him.

Stan: How can she be old enough to have a boyfriend? She still wets her bed. Why can't she understand that Y/n is no good for her!

Francine: Stan, you're so stressed. Maybe you'd feel better if you met Y/n. Why don't we have him over for dinner?

Stan: That's brilliant, Francine. Now rephrase it so it sounds like my idea.

Francine just roll her eyes at Stan before calling it a night.

The Next Day...

Y/n was invited to the Smith family household for dinner. As Stan has been asking Y/n multiple questions about his past and job.

Stan: So, you're a C.E.O of a multimillion dollar company along with being born and raised in the U.S.

Y/n: Yes, my company thrives on making the world a better place by inventing new technology for hospitals, businesses, the ecosystems, and travel. However, I do use some of the money to fund homeless shelters, projects working on making a cure for diseases, orphanages, and helping veterans who got screwed over by the government system.

Stan: I'll be honest with you, Y/n... that sounds pointless and boring.

Francine/Hailey: Stan!/Dad!

Stan: I mean it, Francine, Hailey! Why wasted time helping others if you could use that money to buy a cooler car or buy a mansion. Besides, helping others is a waste of time!

Y/n: Stan, I don't mean to judge you on your beliefs but... how can helping others be a waste of time?

Stan: Because we're Americans! Is our god given right to do what we want without restrictions.

Y/n: A bit outdated don't you think?

This made Stan glare at Y/n, who was unfazed by it.

Y/n: Anyway, dinner was great, Francine! Your cooking is really incredible.

Francine: *giggle* Thank you, Y/n~

Y/n: Ready to go, Hailey?

Hailey: Gladly~

Y/n and Hailey get up as they leave the house together. However, Stan look at Y/n with disdain in his eyes thinking he could be a threat or something.

Later...

Stan is seen waving at someone in the helicopter. It turns out, he made a request at the C.I.A to kidnap Hailey from her date with Y/n at the beach.

Stan: See you tomorrow, fellas. Hey, Sanchez, try to get to work on time for a change.

The person in the helicopter start firing near Stan's feet as he playfully dodge them.

Stan: No fair. Don't make me come up there.

The helicopter then flies away.

Stan: Yeah? Yeah, you better fly. What a bunch of clowns.

Stan comes back inside the house as we see, Hailey tied up and mouth tape up. Francine removes the tape over her daughter's mouth as yelp in a pain a bit.

Francine: There. Now you can talk and we took care of that moustache.

Hailey: Are you insane? You can'tjust abduct me.

Stan: Don't you use that word in this house. I liberated you. Maybe now you'll think twice before dating the wrong guy.

Hailey: There's nothing wrong with Y/n.

Stan: I forbid you to see him.

Francine: Stan, I'm not sure we...

Stan: Francine, wait in the car. This is for your own good. Y/n was much too relaxed at dinner. He had the laid-back attitude of a stone man.

Hailey: That because he's more calm and relaxed than you.

Stan: Go wait in the car with your mother.

Hailey: You can't do this. I'm 21.

Stan: While you're under my roof, you'll live by my rules.

Suddenly Y/n came bursting into the house catching everyone by surprise.

Y/n: There you are, Hailey!

Hailey break free from her restraint as she embraces Y/n.

Hailey: Guess what? I don't have to listen to your rules any more. I'm moving in with Y/n.

Stan: What?!

Y/n: I'm sorry, Francine. I think this is for the best.

Y/n and Hailey leave the house together as Francine begs Hailey not to go.

Francine: Hayley, don't go.

Stan: You get back here, Hayley. No? I didn't want to have to use this. Rhubarb.

Francine: Rhubarb?

Stan: Her trigger word. I had her brainwashed at five. She's supposed to kill Walter Mondale, but I guess it didn't take.

As he said that, Steve standing in the background turns out to be one brainwashed as he carries a rifle to get ready to kill Walter Mondale.

Francine P.O.V.

1 Week Later...

A week has passed since Hailey move in with Y/n, I'm still upset with Stan since he's the reason why Hailey run away. Why couldn't he just minded his own business and left Hailey alone. Why did I marry him if he's going to be such a control freak toward everything we do.

Lately, he been trying to cheer me up in every way possible but I refuse to accept his apology unless I have my daughter back or at least apologizing to Hailey so she can think about visiting home. Right now, he tried bribing me with a new daughter but I had it and told him off for it.

Francine: Stan, I want my baby girl home. Just go down there and apologise.

Stan: No. No apologies. George W taught me that. I just have to remind her how great life is at home.

Francine: *groan* Asshole!

I walked away from Stan as I decided to call Linda to hang out with for the whole day.

3rd P.O.V.

C.I.A. Office....

Bufjfjk: Hey, did you hear? Sanders just killed his first dictator.

Sanders: Well, first he was a US ally then a dictator. Yeah, a dictator. I mean, it's good, I'm happy.

Stan: Hey! We gotta celebrate. How about drinks at the place with the buffet?

Sanders: Great.

Bufjfjk: So, Stan, did Hayley move back in?

Stan: No. Francine is devastated. If she's this upset now, what'll she be like when Hayley dies?

Bufjfjk: Have you talked to Hayley? Let her know you want her home?

Stan: Absolutely not. I could never grovel to my own daughter. But I think I know how to bring her back.

At Night...

It was the middle of the night, Y/n and Hailey are sleeping peacefully together in bed. However, they were unaware of the many agents from C.I.A. hiding amongst the bushes.

Agent: We reach the target house.

Stan: *ear piece* Great. Now get my daughter and make sure to trash the place to give her boyfriend a little warning.

Agent send the signal to others as they start moving forward. However, before any of them could get any closer to the house, one of them step on something.

THUD!

They all turn around as they notice one of them step on a booby trap that was hidden in the yard.

Agent: Oh, cra-

The random agent is send flying away from a great distance. They soon realize the whole area is surrounded with booby traps including the house.

Agent: ....

The rest of the night follows with each agent getting absolutely devastated. Each trap either shocked, stabbed, burned, or all of the above to each agent.

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All the while Hailey and Y/n still remain sleeping peacefully in bed together.

A/n: The aftermath of the chapter and lemon scene will be in a separate solo page next.