#maliaodoyle

"-wrote down a whole list of names but none of them feel right-"

"Gods, this is classic Dad."

"W-what?"

"Okay, so - Keek, you remember this - back when I was knocked up with you, Grandpa Dan told us you were going to be a boy. "

"Oh, I do remember that-"

"So we decided we'd call you Liam. But then you actually came out and you looked like a girl to us so we had to scramble for a new name."

"Liam-"

"And now it's twenty-one fucking years later and it turns out you are a boy. Which. Classic Dad."

"Liam! Huh."

" . . . don't know what really, um, triggered it-"

"Chuck definitely didn't tell us."

" . . . but I have been thinking about it more and more and I think maybe after graduation I'll, um. Go all the way? You know, like, not just the prescription and the haircut but, like. Um. Everything."

"Oh, sweetheart."

" . . . d-dad? Are you crying?"

"You just looked so relieved when you said that. Like. Like you were lit up from the inside. Have we been making you unhappy?"

"don't make this about us, pumpkin."

"Oh! Um."

"The import thing, Mal, is that you're going to be even happier now. It's Mal, right? Chuck said-"

"So, um. Did Uncle Chuck tell you everything?"

" . . . noooo?"

"Dad."

"He. May have given a tiny heads-up that in no way violated your privacy."

"Dad! Why are you waiting out here in the rain? I know where the spare key is."

"Hey, don't worry about me, kid. Your other dad's the one that gets sick if he even looks at a rain cloud."

Meanwhile:

"I mean, I know Dolph dates other sims? Don't you have an open relationship?"

"I mean, yeah, but, like. Maybe not one that includes his baby sister?"

"Are you ready?"

"Um. I think so?"

"You don't have to be."