"My baby, Rox!" Eggsy cried, throwing his hands in the air and pacing their bedroom.

Roxy looked up lazily from watching Fiona breastfeed, "Eggsy, you're overreacting, don't you think?"

"I am not!" Eggsy complained, "She's leavin' us! 'Ow are you not freakin' out?"

Adjusting Fiona in her arms and wiping a stray dribble of milk from the baby's chin, Roxy laughed, "Because our five-year-old child is going to primary school, not outer Siberia."

Eggsy huffed and dropped onto the bed, "I don' know 'ow you can be so calm. She ain't never been away from us for tha' long."

"Here burp her," Roxy passed Fiona to Eggsy. He took the six-month-old and began patting her back as Roxy righted her shirt.

"She's spent time with your mum and Daisy while we were gone before," Roxy said, running a brush through her hair, "Primary school is a good thing, Eggs."

"The agents are smart," Eggsy said, patting Fiona's back a little harder, "What if they jus' 'ome school 'er?"

Roxy stared at Eggsy, an eyebrow raised, "And what? Merlin'll be her prom date?"

Eggsy shrugged, "At least we know 'e won't try nothin'?"

"Oh my god, you're insane," Roxy smothered a laugh, "Give me my baby before you're crazy rubs off on her."

She held Fiona against her shoulder and regarded Eggsy with a Look, "Em is starting primary tomorrow and that's that. You're going to have to learn to let go a bit, love."

Eggsy opened his mouth to retort, but Emilia flew into the master bedroom like a whirling dervish.

"Mummeeeeee, Daddeeeeee," she shrieked, dancing around, "I'm startin' school tomorrow!"

She skipped around the room as Roxy and Eggsy laughed.

"It's a shame Em's not excited 'bout school, innit?" Eggsy teased, winking at his wife.

Emilia stopped dancing around and planted her fists on her hips, "Daddy! I'm very excited for school!"

Eggsy reached out and grabbed Emilia around the waist to pull her close. She giggled wildly.

"Are you? Yer excited? If yer excited maybe I should come with ya?" he teased, tickling her sides.

"No! No, Daddy! You can't come," she giggled, squirming and fighting to get away from his grip.

A flash of hurt crossed Eggsy's face, but it was gone just as quickly as it came.

Roxy cleared her throat, "No one will be going to school tomorrow if you don't get off to bed now. You'll sleep right through it!"

Eggsy reluctantly let Emilia slide off his lap. She planted a great big kiss on his cheek, and shouting, "Night, mummy! Night, daddy! Night, Fi!" she was off to her bedroom.

"Want to tuck her in, Daddy?" Roxy asked, resting Fiona in the bassinet next to their bed.

"Yeah," Eggsy pushed off the bed, running a hand against Roxy's side as he headed for their little girl's bedroom.

"I can't wait to meet my teacher," Emilia squealed, swinging her hand as Eggsy led her up the drive to the primary school.

Roxy followed a step behind, Fiona strapped to her chest, knowing Eggsy needed this time with his first baby.

"I'll bet she's real nice," Eggsy said, trying to sound cheery even though he was desperate to keep his baby girl with him.

"Daddy?" Emilia stopped and looked up at Eggsy with wide eyes, "Am I gonna be good at school?"

Eggsy squatted to be eye level with Emilia. He held her hand tightly.

"Listen to me, Emmy," he said, very serious, "Course you're gonna be amazing. You've got loads of brains, jus' like yer mum."

He shot a grin up at Roxy. She returned it in kind.

"And yer a little charmer just like me," he turned back to Emilia, "Everyone's gonna love you."

Emilia thought about Eggsy's pep talk for a minute and then nodded, "Okay. I think I'll go in now."

Eggsy nodded and stood up, "Okay, love bug, let's go."

Emilia gripped tightly to Eggsy's hand and marched up the drive, pink Disney Princess backpack bouncing against her back.

Roxy slyly snapped a picture of father and daughter hand in hand, knowing it might help Eggsy later in the day when he was ready to rush the school and pick Em up an hour into her day.

"I don't even want to know how crazy Daddy's going to get when you head to primary," she whispered on a laugh to Fiona.

Fiona babbled loudly and waved her fists.

Roxy laughed, "You're right, I do expect he'll need a sedative!"

A/N: This one was a prompt from TerraMacMillan! Thanks for the prompt! It was so much fun to write! I really do love the prompts you guys send me, so keep them coming! :)

School has settled down for me a bit and my life is back in order, so I'm hoping to be able to write a little more regularly! Drop me a review and let me know what you think :)