"Son, sit down." My dad said as we walked through the door of our quarters. The entire walk back had been mostly quiet. Haven't I been yelled at enough.
"I already apologized!" I snapped back.
"No, it's not that." He turned to the replicator. "Beer. Cold." He took it as it appeared.
"Hot chocolate, marshmallows." I asked.
So now we had our respective cups to stare into.
"Son, I feel like this talk is long overdue. You being, 16 and all." He began awkwardly.
"What did I do?"
"Nothing!"
"Are you and mom getting divorced?"
"No, of course not!" He replied, freaked out. "It's about… you know. You're getting to an age where you're having these feelings."
Oh. OH.
"Dad, please. Stop."
"It's nothing to be ashamed of!" At this point my mom sat down beside him. "And it's a part of my… our job as parents to talk about this."
"I know what… that… is. Already."
"Son, when a man loves a woman, or a man loves a man, or a man loves someone from a genderless species…" He smirked. My mom affectionately smacked him on the head, lightly. "You'll get these, urges."
"Will, you're making him feel awkward!" My mom intervened. "Alex, honey, what your father is trying to say is that you need to control your feelings and not let them get in the way of other things you should be doing."
"I got a zero on an essay back at The Academy because I was too busy… making out… to finish it on time." Eww.
"There is a contraceptive shot that you can get from Dr. Crusher. It's quick and easy." My mom brought the conversation back.
"I can't look Dr. Crusher in the eye and ask for that! She'll judge me!" I defend.
"She won't judge you!" My dad countered. "Frankly, she'll think you're being responsible."
"Ok." I nodded.
"But that's an appointment that you'll have to make yourself."
I nodded.
"Well, that was easy." My dad smirked. I went back to my room and played video games the rest of the night.