Woohahaha! I'm hyper now! Hyper hyper hyper hyper!
Kurt: I knew we shouldn't of let her have any sugar.
Jamie: What's wrong with her and sugar?
Karla: Did you know with author powers I can turn myself into a Wingly?!
Kurt: That's why. Can you turn back?
Karla: Um... does it really matter?
Kurt: ...
"What is it?" I asked Dad. He motioned for us both to sit down.
"It's not last night is it?" Lisa asked.
"It is and it isn't." He sighed. Obviously, whatever he was trying to ask us was particularly difficult.
"You want to know if we... how should I put this delicately... were um... sleeping together?" Lisa said. Normally very candid she managed to tone down what she was trying to say.
"I want to know why it should matter. We care about each other, we're legal age, we know how to protect ourselves... Why do you care?" I said. Stupid comment and I knew it as soon as I said it.
"Talia, you're my daughter. I know I'm not horribly discreet, but that's for your sake and mine. Talia, you've only been here a year, and you did grow up in a demonic limbo, but still I care about what happens to you and I won't stand it if you get hurt." Dad said.
"You have permission to hurt me if I ever hurt her." Lisa said smiling.
"Better get that in writing..." Dad was back to joking with us.
"If we're grounded, how are we going to see each other?" Lisa asked.
"I can't very well ground you from each other. I just wanted to know how... close you two were." Dad replied.
"Um... if it's any condolences, I'm pretty sure I'm still Catholic and I'm also pretty sure I'm going straight to hell in a handbasket, but if it helps-"
"Lisa, you're babbling." I said. She wrinkled her nose.
"Bah. I'll babble all I want. It excercises my jaw." She replied.
"Alright girls, go plan with everyone else." Dad said.
Okey dokey, if you're wondering what a wingly is, they're from Legend of Dragoon, an RPG for the Playstation. They're kind of like angels and they have blue hair.
Kurt: I knew we shouldn't of let her have any sugar.
Jamie: What's wrong with her and sugar?
Karla: Did you know with author powers I can turn myself into a Wingly?!
Kurt: That's why. Can you turn back?
Karla: Um... does it really matter?
Kurt: ...
"What is it?" I asked Dad. He motioned for us both to sit down.
"It's not last night is it?" Lisa asked.
"It is and it isn't." He sighed. Obviously, whatever he was trying to ask us was particularly difficult.
"You want to know if we... how should I put this delicately... were um... sleeping together?" Lisa said. Normally very candid she managed to tone down what she was trying to say.
"I want to know why it should matter. We care about each other, we're legal age, we know how to protect ourselves... Why do you care?" I said. Stupid comment and I knew it as soon as I said it.
"Talia, you're my daughter. I know I'm not horribly discreet, but that's for your sake and mine. Talia, you've only been here a year, and you did grow up in a demonic limbo, but still I care about what happens to you and I won't stand it if you get hurt." Dad said.
"You have permission to hurt me if I ever hurt her." Lisa said smiling.
"Better get that in writing..." Dad was back to joking with us.
"If we're grounded, how are we going to see each other?" Lisa asked.
"I can't very well ground you from each other. I just wanted to know how... close you two were." Dad replied.
"Um... if it's any condolences, I'm pretty sure I'm still Catholic and I'm also pretty sure I'm going straight to hell in a handbasket, but if it helps-"
"Lisa, you're babbling." I said. She wrinkled her nose.
"Bah. I'll babble all I want. It excercises my jaw." She replied.
"Alright girls, go plan with everyone else." Dad said.
Okey dokey, if you're wondering what a wingly is, they're from Legend of Dragoon, an RPG for the Playstation. They're kind of like angels and they have blue hair.