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If anyone remembers the names I gave the chapters of Moods and Moods2, I'd like to hear from you, because I can't :)

"Kimberly, Ronald, we'd like a word with you in the living room, if you don't mind," Mr. Dr. Possible said, gesturing at Mrs. Dr. Possible as he spoke. Kim studied her father's face. His voice and expression were both firm. Not stern, though, and Kim thought she could detect traces of concern. Her mother was easier to read. Mrs. Dr. Possible was clearly worried, though she was trying to hide it.

"I think we're about to get 'The Lecture'," Kim said to Ron out of the corner of her mouth. After Mrs. Dr. Possible had asked if she'd interrupted anything, she'd declined to say any more about the matter, instead waiting until Kim's father came home with the Tweebs and taking him aside for a private talk before dinner.

Dinner itself had passed without incident, though Kim had detected a strained undertone to the chatter at the table. Only after the meal was finished, the dishes were done and the kitchen was cleaned up did the other shoe drop.

"Sure, Daddy," Kim said agreeably. "Come on, Ron." Ron obeyed silently, trying to appear relaxed but not quite succeeding.

Mr. and Mrs. Dr. Possible settled on one of the two couches in the living room, while Kim and Ron took seats on the other. They spend a few seconds hesitating over how close to sit to one another before reaching an unspoken decision and sliding together, linking arms and holding each others hand, their fingers interlaced. That brought a brief smile to Mrs. Dr. Possible's face.

Mr. Dr. Possible was leaning forward, his elbows on his knees, his chin resting on clasped hands, looking at them intently. He seemed to be pondering what to say. Finally he seemed to reach a decision and sat up.

"Kim, Ron, are you two having sex?" The frankness of the question startled Kim, as well as making her flush crimson with embarrassment. A quick glance showed Ron's face was just as red, and beads of sweat had popped into view on his forehead.

"No, Daddy!" Kim denied, a bit more forcefully that she'd intended. She thought she'd made the idea sound revolting, and could just imagine what Ron was thinking. She squeezed Ron's hand reassuringly then added, a touch defiantly, "But we will, when the time is right."

"To spite your parents isn't a good reason to have sex," Mr. Dr. Possible said sharply.

"I know that, Daddy, but-" Mr. Dr. Possible cut her off with a raised hand.

"Your mother and I are just worried that you two are rushing into this. I mean, you've only been dating for a week, for Heaven's sake!" Mrs. Dr. Possible nodded her assent.

"Really, Kimmy, there's no reason to hurry," she said. "We didn't," she added, indicating her husband.

Kim's eyes narrowed. She gave Ron a thin smile. "Remind me again," Kim addressed her parents, "How much time, exactly, passed between the first time you two met, and the day you got married?"

The Drs. Possible traded uncomfortable looks.

"Four and a half months," Mr. Dr. Possible admitted at last.

"Yeah. Whereas Ron and I have known each other for fifteen years, have been friends almost as long, and have been best friends for at least, what? Ten years?" Kim directed the last at Ron, who nodded vigorously.

"At least," he agreed.

"You're still children-" Mr. Dr. Possible began, cutting himself off as he saw Kim stiffen angrily. "Ok," he admitted reluctantly. "I know you're eighteen, and legally adults. I know I can't stop you from doing what you want in this matter. We're just asking you to take a longer view, that's all."

"Daddy, I know you mean well, but seriously. You and Mom got married when you were both twenty-one. Three whole years older than Ron and I are."

"Which brings up a couple of questions," Ron said, speaking up for the first time. He looked at Kim's parents.

"Was your wedding night your first time?" he asked. It was the Drs. Possible's turn to blush.

"Ah, no. No it wasn't," Mrs. Dr. Possible said quietly.

Ron slide the knife in deeper. "Was your first time together the first time for either of you?" Silence answered him. He twisted the blade.

"You were both at least eighteen the first time though, right?"

Thundering silence.

"Well," Ron said cheerfully, looking at Kim. "We seem to have a case of 'Do as we say, not as we do' going on here." She gazed back at him in wonder, and then turned to her parents.

"Well?" she demanded. "You two turned out all right. What makes you think Ron and I won't?"

Her parents seemed to deflate. Her father let out a sigh.

"I wasn't in love with the girl I lost my virginity to," he said slowly. "I told her I was, but I was lying. I was just using her to satisfy my own needs." Kim and Ron stared at him wide eyed. He smiled sadly. "Oh, I thought I meant it at the time, but in hindsight, I realize I didn't care as much about her as I did about getting laid."

"When I was sixteen," Mrs. Dr. Possible took up, "I went to a party with some of my friends. There was alcohol there, and I got drunk. One of the people there was a shy boy from my class. He was nice enough, but like I said, shy. Until he got drunk too. Then he came up to me, bold as brass, and asked if he could fuck me." Kim cringed as the crude word left her mother's mouth for the first time in Kim's hearing. Mrs. Dr. Possible looked down at the floor. "I said yes, and that was the end of my virginity."

"You were date-raped?" Kim choked. Her mother shook her head.

"No, Kim. I got drunk and made a stupid decision that I've regretted ever since. The boy in question felt just as bad the next day as I did, and said so. It took me a long time to forgive him, and even longer to forgive myself, but in the end I did both. Your father and I just don't want you to repeat our mistakes."

Kim sat back, stunned. This was a side of her parents she'd never even suspected existed. She looked at Ron. He smiled, shrugged, and said, "I'll wait as long as you want me too, Kim." Kim smiled back, leaned forward, kissed him and said, "I know you would."

Returning to her parents she said, "I know you're only acting out of concern for us, and we're grateful." Ron nodded his agreement. "But we're also asking you to trust our judgment on this. If it's a mistake, so be it. It's ours to make."

Mr. Dr. Possible sighed again and looked at Mrs. Dr. Possible. "Well, honey, I think we've been routed on all fronts." Mrs. Dr. Possible nodded with a smile.

"Did you notice how they stuck up for each other?" she commented. "I think that's a good sign."

"All right then. Kim, Ron, we'll leave that matter in your hands." The two stood up and made to leave the room. Just before they exited, Mr. Dr. Possible paused and looked back.

"One thing, Ronald. No hanky-panky while we're in the house, understood?" Kim and Ron blushed. "The reason I say that," Mr. Dr. Possible went on. "Is because - and understand I can't say for sure, because I don't know - but if Kim is anything like her mother, well, let's just say that she's going to be very...vocal when it comes to expressing her feelings about certain things," he finished with a sly grin and a wink. "I'd rather not hear that." Kim and her mother were both bright red, and Ron just stared, his mouth gaping in disbelief. As Mr. and Mrs. Dr. Possible left the room, Kim finally got a word out.

"DADDY!"