[center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/181003/129e4f71805c0562033b13ecbdac5fba.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/3dkQG5c.gif[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/HVLtKJm.gif[/img][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/181003/0aedb7e304b759d89c86bb338b570aa7.png[/img] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/181003/65320f3bb285be7543d3e8044214a2f9.png[/img] [img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/181003/d05fbed9ac424fd6d281603bec8a8001.png[/img] [/center][hr][hr][right][sub][color=dimgray]Friday afternoon; En route to Captain Cuddles Mentions: [color=309b75][b]Damian[/b][/color] & [color=1CA9C9][b]Wyatt[/b][/color] [@Hey Im Jordan] [@smarty0114][/color][/sub][/right] [center][img]https://fontmeme.com/permalink/180219/90c58c25f44b2dd131c639fa115c6a5e.png[/img][/center] [indent]In the white [url=https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/196121830304514050/506628800176586752/my19-escalade-ext-colorizer-g1w-l.png]escalade[/url], her mama's carpool vehicle, Truly Bliss sat in the passenger seat, buckled and all, twiddling with her hands. This was actually happening. She was going to [i]face[/i] her husband and reveal that she WAS the girl who wrote the creepy love letter. Staying unusually quiet, as she wide-eyed gawked at her galaxy skirt, her [url=http://i191.photobucket.com/albums/z301/theclotheshorse/1r/busyday-3_zps0jogd2ag.jpg]outfit[/url] suiting the 'Star Wars' theme by having [i]stars[/i], the small ginger waited for her inevitable doom. As she waited for her mother to find out more, because that's what Melody did, she pried, True recalled some of the advice that was told to her from her brother prior to leaving the O'Connor driveway. [i]don’t suck him off on the first date[/i] [i]That makes you a thot[/i] [i]imagine what you think I’d do[/i] [i]then don’t do that[/i] [i]make sure that there’s no unwanted [b]butt touching[/b][/i] [i]It gets slimey, you know?[/i] [i]if you wanna touch him, then touch him[/i] [i]just don’t thot it up[/i] [i]put out on the second date.[/i] [i]and whatever you do, do [s]not[/s] invite him over[/i] [i]and remember, spitters are quitters.[/i] [color=ff682f][i]'Spitters are quitters'[/i][/color] True stared into space, literally, as her mind tried to prepare her for her first date with the love of her life. [color=2e8b57][b]"So."[/b][/color] Oh man. Here it came. The interrogation. It always started with 'so'. All they needed was a blinding light in the freshman's face and this would be perfect. For Melody, not True. True watched her mother's face through her peripheral vision, biting the bottom of her lip, waiting with her tiny body full of nerves. If the date didn't make her nervous enough, here she was being SCRUTINIZED by her MOTHER! Even before Melody said anything more! On contrary, Melody didn't ask her question first. First, she tapped her daughter's knee and chided, [color=2e8b57][b]"Don't bite your lip. You're going to make it bleed. Here, put some of my lip gloss on."[/b][/color] Still wide-eyed, True watched as her mother pushed her purse closer to her, signaling the location of the gloss. [color=ff682f][b]"O-okay."[/b][/color] Obediently, the littlest O'Connor rummaged through her mother's purse to get her light pink lip gloss out. Her mother should've been paying attention to the road, but she was too busy taking note of her rose-colored child. After bringing the sun visor down, with a mirror attached, of course, True carefully and with complete focus applied the lip gloss. [color=ff682f][i]'Don't fuck it up! These lips are for him.'[/i][/color] Melody waited patiently for her daughter to finish her business, but once she was, the demand (not question) came in, like a raging bull, [color=2e8b57][b]"Tell me more about this... Wyatt kid. That's his name, right?"[/b][/color] [color=ff682f][b]"How..."[/b][/color] No, don't ask. Finding out how her mom discovered his name would only make her [i]uncomfortable[/i]. There was a place True got her skill of detailed research from. That place was probably in the form of her mother... who was a person, not a place. [color=ff682f][b]"I, uh, met him at school."[/b][/color] [color=2e8b57][b]"I figured as much, Truly."[/b][/color] Melody's finger started tapping on the wheel, obvious signs she was getting impatient and may do something irrational when they arrived. [color=ff682f][b]"It was briefly! But he was... nice. And I gained a crush on him. He's, uh..."[/b][/color] Was this something her mother needed to know? Probably not, but she was going to tell her anyways! [color=ff682f][b]"He's in Damian's year. [sup]Not a freshman.[/sup] But is in a vastly different clique than big brother! [sup]The burners.[/sup] But, like just because he isn't one of the big dogs doesn't mean he isn't a big dog to me."[/b][/color] [color=2e8b57][b]"[i]Big dog?[/i]"[/b][/color] The mother in the car raised an eyebrow. [color=ff682f][b]"What?"[/b][/color] True slipped the lipgloss in her dress pocket, crossed her arms, and gave her mother a perplexed look, which was enough to confirm there was no perversion in this story. Yet. Melody gave a sigh of relief. What was her mother implying?! True puffed her cheeks. She wasn't like her and daddy. She didn't have an [i]Alpha[/i]. Sure, Wyatt was her possession, but it was MORE than that. If anything, she was his bride and his number one priority! [color=ff682f][b]"...okay, well, he works at Wheels N Deelz, offered to teach me how to skate. By the way, mommy. I want a skateboard."[/b][/color] [color=2e8b57][b]"Why don't you get your boyfriend to buy you one, hm?"[/b][/color] Melody teasingly chuckled and it only worsened when she noticed True's cheeks beaming rosy red. Her baby was so cute. [color=ff682f][b]"[sup]Mom. I-can't-do-that. I... how do I even ask?![/sup]"[/b][/color] [color=2e8b57][b]"Easy. Just ask and he'll tell you what he wants in return."[/b][/color] [color=ff682f][b]"[sup]What-if-he-doesn't-want-anything-in-return?!?![/sup]"[/b][/color] True was squirming in her seat. How could she possibly ask her beloved for a gift?! She was his servant! Not the other way around. [color=2e8b57][b]"Then aren't you a lucky girl. Now, back to the main topic. Mama needs to know if you'll need guidance tonight, so I have to know what this boy is like."[/b][/color] Melody rested her left hand on her chest, with such a motherly need and desire, while her right hand stood on the wheel. Her mother was good at this... too good. How could she possibly withhold anything from her?! [color=ff682f][b]"No, no. I don't need guidance mommy. I promise he's a good boy. He loves dogs and he attends film club, so he isn't like [i]not[/i] active at school!"[/b][/color] Use the big guns, True. Win your mom's approval. [color=ff682f][b]"Oh, and his family is like super duper rich. You actually read one of his dads' books... last name [i]Durand[/i]."[/b][/color] [color=2e8b57][b]"Oh my —"[/b][/color] [color=ff682f][b]"Yes exactly! I know how to pick them, right? Right?"[/b][/color] True was getting increasingly excited. Maybe she should invite him over! Not allowing her mother to finish her words, True chirped, forgetting the whole spiel of Damian saying 'do not invite him over', [color=ff682f][b]"You want to meet him later? Like after the date? Maybe? Maybe he'd be okay with coming over! I mean... is that too bold? Should I not?"[/b][/color] As much as Melody wanted to geek about all the help books that really gave her a peace of mind, or that Wyatt's other father did work on a couple of people she knew, Melody had to focus on her daughter needing her to succeed and capture the flag! The flag being a Durand. Yes, yes. [color=2e8b57][b]"Baby, if there's anything I've taught you since you could make an impression, like James Swartz said—"[/b][/color] [color=ff682f][b]"Who?"[/b][/color] [color=2e8b57][b]"Don't worry about it, he's dead."[/b][/color] A lot of people she referenced were dead... [color=2e8b57][b]"Anyways, let me get a word in gosh dammit!"[/b][/color] Slapping the wheel, Melody blew her bangs in frustration. Why was her daughter so... so... so like her?! [color=ff682f][b]"Heh, sorry."[/b][/color] [color=2e8b57][b]"[i]Fortune favors the bold[/i], my darling Truly Bliss. My only daughter. My beautiful, naive, sophisticated, newborn baby."[/b][/color] She just quoted Parks and Rec... [color=2e8b57][b]"Go get him tiger, and don't hold back! If there's one thing I regret, it's not chasing your father sooner. I didn't really make him mine until junior year and it was more like I was at the mall with Rhett."[/b][/color] [color=ff682f][b]"Mr. Aspen?"[/b][/color] [color=2e8b57][b]"Yes, or what we called him back in the day, Rex. We had a school project or something, or I just dragged him to the mall because he never took a break and then... by fate, or by him being pure evil, your father was there too. And I was finally [i]seen[/i], so I had to do something about it."[/b][/color] True nodded at her mother's story intensely, finding parallels in her own love story. Like mother, like daughter. Recently, she was [i]seen[/i] too. This was uncanny! [color=2e8b57][b]"I had two options. Say bye and let him keep fucking other girls, because god your father was such a manwhore."[/b][/color] [color=ff682f][b]"Hey like Damian!"[/b][/color] Melody's left eye twitched momentarily, before she proceeded, [color=2e8b57][b]"... Or I could show him I'm the best girl he could ever be with. I chose the latter and now we're married."[/b][/color] Pulling up in front of Captains Cuddles, Melody shifted her body more towards True and happily gleamed, [color=2e8b57][b]"Be the best girl, because you know you are. Claim what's your's and don't let anyone ever take that away from you."[/b][/color] [color=ff682f][b]"Aye, aye captain!"[/b][/color] With seriousness on her face, True saluted her mother, really liking the moment they shared. The conversation kept her so wrapped up in it that she forgot all about her anxiety of fucking things up with her lover! [color=2e8b57][b]"Now, are you sure you don't want me to come with you? I can."[/b][/color] Melody put the car on park, forcibly, and looked at True expectantly. [sup][color=ff682f][b]"No-it's-okay-I-got-this."[/b][/color][/sup] Leaning forward, True kissed her mom on the cheek and then ESCAPED, before her mother actually did come along for the date. [color=ff682f][b]"Bye mommy, love you!"[/b][/color] [color=2e8b57][b]"LOVE YOU MORE! REMEMBER SKATEBOARD AND INVITE OVER."[/b][/color] [color=ff682f][b]"OKAY."[/b][/color] The door shut closed. Melody watched the backside of her daughter's red hair bounce, while the tiny little thing scurried into the building. Pulling out a handkerchief in the center console, she lightly dabbed her cheeks. Tears gracefully and gently slithering down. [color=2e8b57][b]"My beautiful, tropical fish. They grow up so fast."[/b][/color] Pausing in position, Melody narrowed her eyes. Why was Parks and Rec on her mind? After a moment of confusion, having not marathoned that show in a long while, she glanced up to see if True was still there. Melody couldn't help but crack a smile when she noticed True on the other side of the glass door death glaring her, and animatedly shooing her away, [color=2e8b57][b]"I suppose I'll go meet the family for dinner now."[/b][/color] As she drove off, another thought came to mind... A sigh of relief left True's lips when her mother drove off. Okay, now she needed to hide. ... [color=2e8b57][b]"Where's her glasses?"[/b][/color] [/indent]