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And May and Isabella resume being adorable.

And affectionate.

Their clothes are all on, there's that, but there is affection going on on this couch.
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Vivian walks in, not paying a huge amount of attention. "Girls, did you already write the letter to th-"

Then she stops dead, closes her eyes, and turns right back around and walks out. "Come find me later, sphinxette!" she calls behind her, then firmly closes the door.
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"Oh god."

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"Oh hell."

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"Are you in for it?"

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"Eugh. Not really, but it's not going to be fun."

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"Yeah. Well. If anything ever killed a mood..."

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"No kidding. I will be back shortly possibly to hide under your wing from everything." May gets a quick peck and the sphinxette goes to find her mom.

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Vivian is digging in her bag. "Of course I wouldn't bring it," she sighs to herself. "That would be helpful, right now, and we can't have that, nooooo."

Then she spots Isabella and smiles at her wearily. "Hello, love. Ready to review your least favorite awkward conversation?"
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"Depends. If I ignore it will it go away?"

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"Nope. Nice try. You're a teenager, you're dating now, you get The Talk. I won't be any less uncomfortable than you, but it is extremely important to be properly educated about these things." She sighs. "I have some books at home for you- good advice for women dating women, which I wished anyone had bothered to tell me way back when- but I didn't exactly bring them along with me. So, old fashioned conversation it is."

She gulps. "Soooo. You know how to be safe, right?"
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"I know the standards but I was thinking I'd be unconventional and go with 'date virgin female duplicate of self' just to be really sure."

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"Safety is important with everyone, not just men, Isabella, though I grant I'm not planning to worry unduly about teen pregnancy here. But unless you want this speech every time you date someone new, we're going to talk about the general case, not May in particular. And that was more than I needed to know about her private life, sphinxette, thank you."

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"Oh, I got permission to tell you that in advance because I figured I needed to expect this and thought it might shave off a few minutes, but apparently it is in question that I'm going to continue dating my personality duplicate? Like, this is not somebody from summer camp who bonded with me over affection for koalas or someone I have been flirting with across a coffeeshop counter."

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"However unlikely you find it now, yes, you do need to sit through an extra five minutes rather then discover later in life that you were not correct, at seventeen, about who you would date for the entire rest of your life. It's not that long a speech, sphinxette, you've gotten it once before, you'll live."

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"Right." Isabella leans her chin on her hand. "Fill your responsible parenting quota."

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The daily responsible parenting quota is filled. It does not, as promised, take very long- it's more a review then an actual teaching moment.


She does add at the end, "This speech is all you get. You're almost an adult, I'm not going to interfere in your dating life after this, all right? I'm aware that you do not have a magical Adult Switch that will flip in your brain in September. But until then, please remember that the law may not agree with me? It's a complication I don't think anyone is interested in."
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"We're in Canada right now," points out Isabella. "Since we're reminding each other of things."

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"And I haven't a notion what the Canadian laws are on the subject. As long as you know them and don't get into trouble, it's fine. And this is all a moot point in September anyway."

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"Right."

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"Congratulations. You have survived the awkward conversation. You're free to go." Isabella gets a hug and a kiss on the forehead for tolerating her Embarrassing Mother. "And next time, I promise to knock!"

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"We weren't even - ugh," sighs Isabella, and she goes to hide under May's wing from everything.

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Meanwhile in Toronto, Mass is on Sunday, as it tends to be. Father O'Brien is his usual cheerful, friendly self, and wobbles happily into confession booth at Jenny's request. This is not unusual; Jenny spends a lot of time in confession ranting about exasperating siblings. Father O'Brien having many younger siblings himself, he's both a good listener and a good source of advice. Their chats are almost a routine.

This chat is decidedly not routine.

Although he's human, Father O'Brien is priest to no small number of critters, and he's familiar with runecasting even if the Church officially frowns upon it. He's just as startled by the tale of a person created entirely from nothingness as Jenny is, but he reassures her that all things are within God's plan and sends her home comforted.

While he is personally secure in the grace and love of God, he feels that something like this is rather above his paygrade. There is a contact at the Vatican, that those priests in the know can reach out to for questions about the critter world. He reaches out, and eventually receives a response.

He pulls Jenny aside the following Sunday. If her unusual friend is ever in town, he'd love an introduction.
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Her unusual friend can talk her mom into letting her go visit her girlfriend in Toronto for an extended period of time, right?
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Well, her mother will be there for the first chunk of it, but yes, eventually.

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