The Talk
Haddock sat in his chair, eyeing the redhead reading opposite. He didn't know if the awkward conversation had already happened to him, but, being a good friend, decided to ask him anyway.
"Um, hello Tintin," he said, trying to stay casual.
"Good afternoon, Captain," Tintin replied, not looking up
"Do you, er, know what I mean when I say, um, oh heck, 'the birds and the bees'?" he asked, twiddling his thumbs. Tintin peered over the top of his book, suspiciously. "Well, yes, if you mean when a couple have offspring. Why do you ask?" You're on a roll now, Archie, thought Haddock. Keep going, he'll thank you for it in later life.
"Good, good. Do you, erm, know how it happens?" Tintin blushed ferociously.
"I, erm, I know the basics, yes," the redhead said awkwardly.
"And you know that, erm, lads and lassies, er, change, when they get older?" Tintin shut his book and put it hastily on the table. He pretended to glance at his watch
"Oh, great snakes, is that the time? I must go and give Snowy a bath. Perhaps we can continue this, er, later?" he asked, gathering the previously sleeping dog in his arms and almost running out the room. Haddock leant forward and put his head in his hands. You've done it now, Archie, you've gone and disturbed the poor lad. Needless to say, dinner that evening was rather awkward.