The Parents

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You found yourself at a loss for words. You were now sitting next to Evelynn while her parents sat across from the both of you. However, you were no longer in the Cafe you and Evelynn were having your date in.

With no real option, you and her agreed to dinner with them. And now, you were in a restaurant that was just down the street from where you were before.

Her father was a very intimidating man. He was larger than you and he had that grown man muscle.

Her mother was a very gorgeous woman. However, you couldn't quote get a read on her.

Regardless, you had introduced yourself to them with a firm hand shake.

But, for all you young men out there, you need to go the extra step.

Shake their hand.

Look them in the eye as you do.

Show them that you're not scared of them.

Trick them into falling in love with you.

Take them home and sleep with them.

Ruin their happy marriage by being a homewrecker.

Kill their family and pin the death on them.

Attend their execution.

Smile as they get the injection.

Prove to them that you are the dominate one in the situation.

But, maybe not your girlfriend's parents.

Darius: Order whatever you'd like. Our treat.

Y/N: Thank you.

You weren't really hungry, but you were going to get something light out of obligation.

Caitlyn: So, Y/N, tell us about yourself. What kind of things are you into? Besides our daughter, of course.

Evelynn: Mom!

You blushed a bit and awkwardly thought of something to say.

Y/N: Uh, well...I surf and skate. Um, I work part time at the comic book shop over on main street.

Darius: The one that Sett fellow runs?

Did he know him? Hopefully for good reasons.

Y/N: Yeah. That's the one.

Darius: Working for small business. Good. I prefer that over you working over at the Taco Bell or that weird Arby's that always has strange lights flying over it.

Oh yeah. What the hell was up with that, anyway?

Caitlyn: You said you surf? How is that? I've always wondered.

You smiled a bit.

Y/N: Well, it's nice. Relaxing. As long as you don't wipe out.

The waitress came to your table and took your orders before she walked off. You simply ordered a burger and a soda.

Darius: You sure you don't want more? You're a growing boy, after all.

Evelynn: Leave him alone.

Evelynn then turned to you.

Evelynn: You don't have to do anything you don't want to.

You just shook your head.

Y/N: It's alright. They're just being nice.

You hope.

Caitlyn simply leaned forward with a smirk. You understood where Evelynn got her good looks from now.

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