The Fantastic Four's Wedding

"...Galacta, can I ask you something?" Richard pondered for a moment before suddenly speaking.

Galacta turned around. "Huh? What is it?"

"What if... I mean, what if," Richard carefully chose his words, "your dad came to Earth and wanted to take you back with him... would you go with him?"

Galacta froze, as though the question had stumped her.

A troubled expression appeared on her face. She unconsciously tugged at her skirt as she thought.

"...No." She shook her head. "I don't want to go with Dad."

"Do you hate your dad?"

Galacta fell into a struggle again, her white teeth biting into her soft pink lip.

She lowered her head without speaking, but shook it again.

Sure enough, it was more or less what Richard had guessed.

Galacta disapproved of her father's ways and actions, but deep down, she still loved him.

It sounded a little contradictory, but it really wasn't. Put simply, Galacta thought her dad was a huge bad guy, but she still liked him. She knew perfectly well just how much he spoiled her.

Hmm... so getting Galacta to help him take down Galactus didn't seem very realistic...

And Richard could imagine it too. If he and Galactus really came to blows, Galacta would definitely be caught in the middle and not know what to do.

Could he have Galacta persuade Galactus to change his mind and not eat Earth?

Pessimistically speaking, that probably wouldn't work either.

To Galactus, eating Earth was work. Work was work, and personal matters were personal matters. Richard figured that if he were Galactus, he might coax his daughter by saying, "Be good, stop making a fuss. Once Daddy eats this planet, I'll take you home." And if she still refused to listen, he would resort to discipline. A spanking ought