Doc and 10K were sent out scavenging in a nearby run-down town that seemed to be mostly picked clean. 10K had his sniper rifle on his left shoulder. Doc had a backpack on his back and hammers and a gun on his belt. They were heading towards a small local grocery store.
10K tried to keep himself from blushing and giving away his discomfort. Mack and Addy requested something… specific. He wasn't completely sure what they were for, but he knew they mentioned something about needing them for their relationship endeavors.
That was something 10K couldn't wrap his head around. He had watched them leave the camp during the night and go into the woods on multiple occasions. He knew what they were doing, sex, but if he was honest with himself, he didn't know what they were doing. Everyone in the group seemed to talk about it, miss it, crave it, but he wasn't completely sure why.
They entered the store. It was the average, run-of-the-mill, post-apocalyptic grocery store Using 10K's guns and Doc's hammers, they were able to take down four zombies with ease. They managed to scavenge three dented cans, two loose batteries that were probably dead, a box of matches, and a jar of pig's feet. Their last stop was at the pharmacy.
Doc took off the backpack and left it open on the floor, so they could both toss in supplies at the same time. Doc wasn't bothering to read the labels, and neither was 10K. They were throwing whatever they could find into their bag. While he was tossing more boxes and bottles in, he finally found what he had been searching for: Condoms.
He read the labels and realized he wasn't sure which ones they wanted. He glanced around slightly panicked before he just grabbed many different kinds and tossed them in as well.
Doc was done with his section and turned over to 10k. He noticed the boy packing the metric ton of condoms and tried to stop him, "Woah! Slow your roll! What's the rush for? You met someone I don't know about?"
10K looked down at the box in his hand that he was about to toss with the rest, "Addy said she and Mack needed them."
Doc shook his head, "Of course they do. Can't be having babies in the zombie apocalypse now can we."
That's when 10K looked at Doc with innocent eyes. This was as good of a time to ask. He said, "How do these work, anyway?"
It certainly threw Doc for a loop, "Huh?"
10K shrugged, "How do they work?"
Doc became flustered, "What'd you mean 'how do they work'?"
10K could no longer hide his blush, "I mean how do they work!"
Doc furrowed his brow, "Damn, kid. Don't you know this stuff by now?"
10K pouted as he crossed his arms, "No."
Doc furrowed his brows, "What? Why not? Aren't you like 16? 17?"
The boy explained, "Yeah, but… My dad was gonna tell me about this kind of stuff, but then, ya know," he waved his empty hand around, "Apocalypse."
Doc didn't know what to say, "Oh."
10K put the box of condoms he was still holding back on the shelf. Doc realized something and asked, "Wait, do you know how any of it works? Like, have you ever seen a nude magazine before? Or like, any form of porn?"
After 10K shook his head no, Doc cursed, "Shit. I'm gonna have to tell you about The Birds and The Bees, huh kid."
It made sense. Everyone in the group pictured 10k as a mature adult who knew obvious adult things. However, he was barely a teenager when the apocalypse started. Heck, he was a teenager. And that was something Doc promised himself he would remember more often.
To say it was the most awkward conversation of Doc's life was an understatement which is saying something because he had lived a long time. However, he knew that the kid would definitely need it. Besides, he kept reminding himself that since 10K was like his surrogate son, it was pretty much his job. So, he explained as best he could and let 10K ask any question he needed. After 10K ran out of questions, they left the store and returned to camp. Though, when they got back, Mack didn't appreciate that the first box of many that he pulled out of the bag was labeled "extra small". 10K argued, "You should have been more specific!"