Uh, just saying; These will mainly be one-shots, as always. I am bad at plots, so… But they all connect in a certain way.

This is right after chapter 2's concert.

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While normally I do not worry about my daughter when she goes out, I am starting to wonder whether sending Krauser along with her might've been a mistake or not. Though Krauser is indeed strong, and would make one of the best bodyguards a girl could ever have, he's also a bit on the crazy side.
Or perhaps he isn't crazy, but more impulsive. I think that's the right way to describe the man's personality. He doesn't think before he acts or speaks. And sometimes that causes him problems.

It's kind of odd knowing that I sent my daughter out with a bodyguard, but am currently more worried about the bodyguard than I am about her. I wonder what that says about me. That I am a poor judge of character? That I want Jack to feel important? Or perhaps it means that I trust my daughter a little more than I initially thought?

I suppose time will tell. She should be home soon, and if she comes back in one piece, I'll just refrain from speaking about the doubts I am having right now.

She better come home in one piece, or she will be grounded for the rest of her life.

Hn, I might as well do something productive and finish that report, now that I actually have time to do so. Otherwise it'll never happen, and I can't risk losing my job just yet… If I do, Ella won't have any money to buy new shoes, and I do not wish to see that happen. I'm sure hell will freeze over. That is if there is a hell, anyway.

Just as I finished the last sentence, my daughter barged in, closely followed by my personal favorite mutant.

"Daddy!" I didn't even have time to say hello, she beat me to it. "That man has no brain!"

I glanced at Krauser, who rolled his eyes at that remark. Krauser is used to people saying that about him, I don't think he cares anymore. "Excuse me?"

"He… He hit someone!"

Krauser shrugged . "And I had a good reason to be doing so…"

I resisted the urge to snicker and faked a frown. "Is that so? Explain."

Ella opened her mouth, but I raised my hand to stop her. Sometimes, when she starts talking, she just doesn't stop. And as much as I love my daughter, I think Jack would have a better, or at least more honest explanation than she does. She's a teenager and a girl, there's no doubt that her version of the story would be slightly on the dramatic side.

I turned my gaze back to Jack and nodded. "Well?"

"Sir." Jack started. "I do not think it's healthy for a young woman to go to concerts, because the people that I encountered there were no less than perverted. I saw three men hitting on her in a matter of seven minutes, and one even dared to touch her."

What? I knew it wasn't a good idea to let her go. She won't be going to any more concerts until the day she moves out. "Touch her where?" I turned to my daughter. "Touch you where?"

"Just my butt, daddy. It's a butt, there's nothing wrong with that," Ella stated with a raised eyebrow. "Men touch butts all the time, it means nothing."

"Means nothing?" My fake frown was replaced with a sincere one. "A man is not allowed to touch you at all when he is not your friend or boyfriend. As a matter of fact, I wouldn't allow any one of the male species to touch your butt, you are too young for that."

"Daddy, I am sixteen. It's only natural that I am interested in the whole… Butt-touching-thingie."

Did she really just say that? Has she completely lost her mind? I didn't have sex until I was eighteen, and at that moment I only did it because everyone was doing it. I wasn't that interested, really, I was too busy staring at viruses.
Believe me, if you know what unprotected sex can do with you, you'll think twice before having it.

I always thought that Ella would be sane enough to understand the horrors sex can cause, but it appears that maybe I do need to have that 'talk' with her after all. I can honestly say I have been dreading this day. It might be best to get rid of Jack first, though.

Jack was still staring at me with a look of confusion on his face. I could tell he wanted to leave.

"Jack? Did you hit that man who touched her without her permission?"

"Yep."

"Good. Did anything else happen?"

Jack shook his head. "I prevented your daughter and her friends from contacting people who I thought looked shady or just plain gross in general."

"Nice work, thank you for keeping an eye on her and her hyperactive friends… Dismissed."

Jack saluted me in his own random way and patted Ella on the shoulder. "Good night sir, good night miss, sleep well." And with those words the Krauser took off again.

"He's nuts." Ella muttered. "Had he not been there, it would've been so much more fun… But no, you had to send him along, and he spent the entire night preventing us from crowd-surfing, stage-diving and moshing."

"Thank God for that." I sighed. "You know honey, those things are dangerous. People have died in mosh-pits, and as for stage-diving and crowd-surfing… You could've broken your neck."

"But I…"

"You could've broken your neck." I repeated myself, this time a little louder.

"But daddy, nobody ever…"

"Your neck!"

"Fine!" Ella yelled loudly. "Fine! I will never even think about crowd-surfing anymore! I will just stand in the audience, dodge large rockers and enjoy the music!"

I grinned. "Good, because that's what you're supposed to be doing. Now… Sit down honey, we need to talk."

"Oh no, daddy. I am not in the mood for one of your endless stories about what can and cannot kill me. I'm not stupid."

"It's about the other thing. Though I suppose that thing could kill you too, just in a much slower way." I frowned again and pointed at the chair. "Sit."

"I'm not a dog, you know? You can't just tell me what to do whenever you please! I'm almost an adult now, it's time you showed me some more respect!"

"If you do not sit down this instant, you will spend the rest of this year in your room, without your computer, phone, television or radio." I lowered my voice and shot my daughter an angry look. "I do not want you to speak to me in such a manner, it's disrespectful, and if you want me to show you some respect, then I have a right to expect the same thing from you, young lady."

A bit surprised Ella sat down and remained quiet, which was rather nice to experience. Moments like that are scarce these days.

"Now about that man."

Ella's eyes widened. "Daddy, no…"

"Your body only…"

I was cut off. "Daddy, please… Don't do this to me…"

I ignored the pleading look on her face and continued. "Your body belongs to you, and you should treasure it because you only have one, and it will need to last a lifetime."

"Daddy! That's crazy!"

"Not as crazy as… No wait, that's not the point here. Listen, if you just let anyone touch it whenever they please, they will think you are 'easy', and easy girls are not very popular amongst those vikings you normally date."

Ella remained silent. Heh, good girl. I hate doing the things that normally a mother does. It makes me feel awkward, which is something that does not happen that often.

"If you ever… No, that doesn't make sense… Listen, you should always make sure the boy… No, that's not the point here, I don't want that happen at all, so…"

Ella was just sitting there, staring at me. Great, I bet I'm really impressing her right now.

"Listen dear heart, I think you should focus on school and getting into college, and then, when you're in college, meet a nice and smart boy that will respect you for who you are, not for the fact that you let him touch your butt."

"Daddy, I…" Ella heaved a sigh and rolled her eyes. "Dad, I think you're over-reacting. He touched my butt, but had that Jack-off not been there, I would've said something about it myself."

"That man could've hurt you." I shook my head, it seemed so useless to have this conversation, because I wouldn't always be able to send someone with her, so eventually she would have to face certain dangers herself. "Also…"

A questioning look her from side. Why on earth did her mother leave us again? To avoid nights like this one? Damn that woman.

I braced myself for the reaction I would get on my next comment. "Also dear, if you really meet a nice guy and you want to sleep with him, then at least make sure he wears a condom."

"Ohhhh… My… God…" Ella pressed her hands against her ears and closed her eyes. "I can't believe you said that!"

I grabbed my daughters arm as I wasn't finished yet. "But… Ella, listen! Boys don't always buy condoms, so bring your own!"

"I hate you."

"I love you too, dear." I glanced at the clock and decided to wrap it up. No pun intended. "Condoms prevent you from contacting diseases that can be either very annoying, but also deadly. So if you ever want to take it even further, make sure he gets tested!"

"Nooo… Make it stop, oh God please make it stop…"

"But as for now, stay away from men who touch you. Stay away from men in general, really. That'll make it so much easier for me to sleep at night."

"Sure daddy… Sure. I will not come near them anymore!" A false promise, just to shut me up. You can't fool Albert Wesker.

"I mean it." I lowered my voice again. "Had I been there instead of Jack, I would've ripped the man to pieces. That is a threat, so choose carefully who you hang out with."

"Okay daddy." Ella muttered quietly. "Can I go now? Please?"

"Yes, it's late, you need to get to bed." I scratched the back of my neck and sighed again. "Honey, just… I really want what's best for you."

Ella stood up and rolled her eyes at me, indicating that she had listened, but pretty much against her will. "I know. But don't ever bring up condoms again, it's… weird." She walked off to get ready for bed and left me alone with my thoughts.

I shrugged to myself. "Well, someone had to do it."

That goes for all of you out there! Don't be a fool, wrap your tool.

... I had a writer's block for weeks, but a little earlier today I had insane conversations about chocolate, shopping and weed, so I got all inspired. :D Yay!
I hope you liked it! If you did, leave me a comment. If you did not... Well, have some chocolate to get this story out of your brain.

Until next time,

FUNK