Sorry for the late update, but I shall put up tow chapters to make up for it!

Includes everyone, the ages differ, whenever you think a kid is ready to have "the talk" if you know what I mean.

At least fourteen though.

Clint was hesitant before knocking on his daughter's door. The conversation that was inevitable was probably the most, awkward one he would ever experience with her. A small 'come in' from the other side had him regretting this decision already.

"Amelia," He started, pulling out a chair to sit in front of the teen on the bed. "I need to talk to you about something."

"Okay, but before you start, the incident at school with the chairs being stacked up like a barricade was totally not my idea." She stated.

Clint looked and at her with a confused expression and raised an eyebrow. "What?"

Amelia out on an innocent face. "Nothing."

"You know what?" He raised a hand and shook his head. "I don't even want to know. The thing is that you are getting older, and it's around the time that you will be getting interested in boys, or girls, whatever you want." Clint refused to make eye contact, gesturing with his hands a lot. "Phil, can do his thing, you can do yours."

"Please do not talk to me about this." Amelia realized where this was going.

"And I just wanted you to know that you do not have to do /anything/ you're pressured into if you don't feel comfortable." Clint continued talking over his daughters pleas to stop. "And when you're ready, just," He sighed and closed his eyes all together. "wear a condom."

"Yes. Thank you, dad." The girl looked around awkwardly when he opened his mouth again, she cut him off before he could start. "You /really/ don't need to have this conversation."

"Oh thank god." The archer sighed in relief while getting up from the chair. "Just don't have sex. With anyone. Ever."

"Peter, we need to talk to you about something very important." Steve started, he put his fingers together and sat down on the desk on his son's room. Tony leaned against the doorway.

Said son was suddenly on alert mode. "Like what? Is everyone okay?"

"Yeah, yeah everyone's fine." The captain assured. "It's you we wanted to talk to."

Tony rolled his eyes and said nonchalantly: "You're gonna wanna have sex."

"Tony!" Steve scolded and Peter put his head in his hands.

"Oh dear."

"Don't say it so, crudely."

Tony shrugged. "The kid knows what it is, he took seventh grade."

"Yeah," Peter interrupted. "And I know you're going to say and I really hope you don't."

"Pete, we just want you to be, safe." Steve continued. "A lot diseases are out there-"

"So cover your dink." Tony blurted out again.

"Oh, God please."

"Tony, stop doing that!"

"And don't be a douche and force anyone to do anything." The genius continued, ignoring his husband.

"Okay, yes, that's a good point." Steve nodded.

Peter just stood up and ushered them out of his room. "Thank you dads. I get it, just leave."

"Be safe!"

"Hey Mark?" Bruce rapped gently on the door.

The dark haired teen's expression turned nervous. "Is this the talk everyone else has been getting?"

Darcy plopped down next to him on the bed. "Well, yeah." She put it simply.

"Can we just not instead?"

Bruce smiled and gave him a little sympathetic look. "Doesn't work like that. We can go as quick as we can."

"Great," Darcy turned to Mark. "so, just to summarize. Don't be a creepy rapist, wait till you find the one you're sure you love and wear a condom cause I ain't raisin' no babies."

The teenager smiled and laughed. "I think I can do that."

"Abigail-"

"Condoms good. Rape bad. Don't do it for money. I got this." The girl didn't even look up from the computer screen.

"She's got this."

"Phillip?" Clint leaned against the doorway, ready for the conversation this time. The first time he just bailed, now he was content.

"Yeah dad?" The red head answered, mouth half full of a sandwich.

He crossed his arms. "You might want to..spit that out, before I say anything."

Phillip's eyes widened and put down the food. "Ooh, no."

"Oh, yeah." Clint sighed. "Look, I think you know what I'm going to say, so we can just make it quick, all right? I only have two rules. 1." He held up a finger. "Don't do anything on any surface other people sit, eat, or bathe on/in."

A laugh came from the teen.

"I'm not kidding. 2. Don't you dare," Clint got real close to his son, expression deadly serious. "even think about forcing anyone into doing anything. 'No' does not mean 'convince them'."

Phillip wasn't surprised completely at the severity in his tone. "Yeah. I know."

"Swear to me."

"I swear." And he was sincere.

That was all that was needed between them.