Chapter 2: Mother Knows Best
Disclaimer: I don't own THG.
Clove:
After several days of list making and shopping, she finally had all of the necessary items she would need for college. Summer was going by fast and the move in date was fast approaching.
She placed the last of the bags in the backseat of Cato's car and took her seat.
"That's everything?" He asked her.
"Yup."
"You bought half the store. Do you really need that many throw pillows?"
Clove glared at him. "Yes, I do. Problem?"
"Nope. Pillows are cool."
"I like pillows, good for snuggling. Or I could always find someone to snuggle with at Stanford." She teased.
"I'd rather you not."
"I'm kidding. I wouldn't, you know that." Clove laughed.
The rest of the car ride was spent catching up. Clove barely had time to hang out with her boyfriend. Summer jobs had kept both busy, with Clove doing tutoring and Cato helping out with a soccer camp. Frankly, she wished they had more time together, but she enjoyed the time they did get. At least she wasn't moving half way across the country like Finch was. How would that work with Marvel?
There weren't many bags to carry, so Clove made it to her door all on her own, waving goodbye to Cato.
"Clove!" Her mother, who for some reason had chosen to stay home that summer, appeared to be very excited to see her. "How was shopping? Did you get everything?"
"Uh, yeah. Some blankets and stuff. That's the last of it."
"Right, right. I was looking through your list and I thought, why don't I get you something extra?" Her mother brought out a neatly wrapped box.
"What is it?" Clove shook it, hoping it wasn't anything fragile.
"Open it and find out!"
Clove was worried. Usually her parents failed at getting her anything she would need. Maybe it was a new pair of earrings she wouldn't wear. Or another charm for the bracelet she didn't wear.
And...it wasn't. She opened the box and her blood ran cold.
"Oh my god."
Her mother smiled. "Just looking out for you, sweetie."
It was horrible. Her mother had gotten her...a box of condoms.
"Mom, I can't...I...why?" Clove couldn't imagine having this conversation with her mother, she wasn't the nurturing type, really.
"I know you don't need them, but some guy out there might, right? What if you're out at party and it's an emergency?" Her mother said reasonably.
"Mom!" Clove was dying of embarrassment. "I'm not gonna hook up with random strangers, I have a boyfriend!"
Her mother waved her hand in the air. "Honey, it's college. When I was in college, I did all sorts of stuff! There was one time-"
"Please stop!" Clove closed the box and ran up the stairs. What was happening?
"Clove, I'm giving you some great advice! I'm your mother, you should learn from me!"
"I'm good mom, I took biology class, I'm good!" She called to her. "Thanks for the present!"
It wasn't as bad as what her dad had gotten her: a rape whistle. The thing was engraved with her initials. Oh well, they tried.
Sorry for the long wait guys, thanks for being patient! I wish I could update back to back, but I'm really busy at the moment. Hope you liked this one, I thought it made for an awkward moment. Thanks to everyone that has reviewed/favorited/followed, you're all super awesome! :)
Asdfghjkl3: There was a tiny bit of Clato in this one, a sort of update on that. I can safely say there will be more, just like I'll have more on other couples. Thanks for reading!
Guest: Thank you, I definitely plan on writing more of this!