CH 2. You're almost 18

Letta and Tim met up with Jim and Carmen at Bueno Nacho- unknown to the group a certain paranoid blue villain hacked a satellite surveillance network and spied on them.

"Okay I know that Kim said it was cool and everything, but dude did you ever imagine we'd hook up with the kids of our sis's enemies?" Jim asked. The brown-haired blue-eyed Carmen piped up, "Maybe you two just have a thing for bad girls,"

"Gotta agree with her," Letta added, "I mean no matter what we're still boyfriend/girlfriend despite the bumps in the road,". Tim blushed darkly as he took a sip of his soda.

"But still," Carmen sighed, "Tim doesn't it bother you that your girlfriend is two years older than you?". Tim shrugged, "Not really, why?". She continued, "Well she's almost 18- you know that would be statutory rape,". Letta remarked,"Well we do live in the U.S, so the age on consent varies from state to state. Since we live basically in Colorado, it is 17 however a persons between 15 and 16 can still be with someone that is no more than four years older than them, in some cases no more than ten years," she paused to take a drink, realizing the group was staring.

"What? I had to do a report on Statutory rape and loopholes like that do exist. And that loophole is really called the 'Close in age exemption',". Carmen threw a french fry at her, "Bookworm," she laughed. In retaliation Letta shot her with a ketchup pack.

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Drakken took off his headphones and slammed his head on the table. 'Of all the conversations I have ever listened in to..' he shuddered thinking of his little blue angel doing something so...

"Well it's not like you guys haven't done it already," a male voice said. Drakken shot up zooming in and stuffing back on his headphones. "Shut it Jim," Letta giggled. Drakken paled. "Well at least we know not to watch wrestling alone," Tim noted earning a punch from Letta.

"Ooooooo," Carmen replied, "If your daddy was to knooooww,". "I'd be grounded 'till I'm able to order off the senior citizen's menu," Letta finished. 'OOOOH I've got something much more sinister than grounding you little missy,' Drakken thought.

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"C'mon guys the movie's gonna start any minute now," Jim called after checking his watch. Everyone got up to leave, however Letta's phone began to ring. "...Is that song 'Lose Control' by Missy Elliot?" Carmen asked, Letta nodded, "It's my dad's ringtone. hold on,"

She answered the phone, "Hey dad. Oh? Ok I'll be home soon. Kay bye," she hung up the phone and turned to the others, "Sorry guys, something came up with the twins and I gotta help put them down,"

Tim looked a little dejected but understood, "*sigh* Another time then," he gave her a hug before departing.

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It took her a good 20 minutes to get back home, yet when she entered the lair she found it suspiciously untouched. "Uh, hello?" she called, her voice echoing. 'Kay this is really creepy' she thought going further into her home.

"Letta," Drakken called, making her jump, "Dear can you meet me in my work room?" he asked. She cautiously entered the work room to find her father in front of the large computer screen with her conversation with the others on loop- well a specific part.

'C to the r to the freaken ap, I'm so dead,' she thought. She decided to feign ignorance, "Hey, where's the twins?" she asked. "Drop the act child," he deadpanned, "You know good and well why I called you here,". "W-well you were invading my privacy AGAIN," she yelled.

Drakken stared her down with a look so fatal, it reminded the blue child that he was a villain first, and a dad second. Drakken however kept a cool demeanor. He crossed his leg and continued, "As seeing you have been... tasked in the regard of physical affection, I see that it is my duty as your caretaker to inform you of the darker side of those actions," he pressed a button and the screen popped up a few hundred pictures. "Dear sit down, today you will be educated in the dangers of sexually transmitted diseases,"

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As Jim, Tim, and Carmen were enjoying the movie, Tim looked up towards the direction of Letta's home, "I swear I just heard a villain scream for mercy," he muttered. "Well the bad guy did just get kicked in the groin," Jim replied pointing to the screen.

xxXxx

Tim was worried. He tried calling Letta eight different times, but she just wouldn't pick up the phone. It was close to ten when he was finally able to reach her.

"Hey, are you ok? I mean the tweevils are a handful and all but they couldn't of gave you that much trouble," he spoke. "There were no tweevils, Tim...I wish there was, but no...," she said. Her voice was really soft and tired.

"You ok?" he asked, "...no.." she replied sadly. "Hey, what happened?" he asked. Letta hesitated for a moment, "My dad was listening to us at Bueno Nacho," she said quickly.

"WHAAAT?" Tim screeched, "Thats it man GAME OVER! We are So toast we need to be put next to pancakes- oooh man we are doooomed,". "Tim- calm down," she whispered, Tim quited down, "You are not the one who was doomed," she added. He asked, "What do you mea-" "Do you know what 'blue waffle' is?" Letta interrupted.

"N-no, why do you ask?" Tim hesitated. "I got a crash course in STD s, let's not meet up for a while, kay?" she pleaded. Tim nodded but did not say anything, "Thank you," she said and hung up.

Drakken took off his headphones and smiled, "That'll teach 'em,". Shego sat in a chair nearby reading a magazine, she looked up, "So thats why you sent me and the twins away? Man you really screwed her up," she laughed.

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At the Possible home Tim was online, "Blue waffle, blue waffle," he repeated to himself as he googled it. "Ah found it," he clicked on the link and the color quickly drained from his face. "HOLY SHIT ON A CLIT!" he screamed.

"TIMOTHY POSSIBLE, WHAT ON EARTH DID YOU SAY!?" his mother shouted.

Kinda took the Blue waffle experience from my mother and mine's explanation of STD s ...Yeah that bad...