Lorna really wishes her dad wouldn’t take the most embarrassing photos ever on purpose. She also wishes he’d get rid of that beard because her awful, traitorous friends won’t stop talking about it.
God, Dad, why can’t you ever brush your hair? Do you even own a comb? It’s so embarrassing.
On one of these outings, Charles (brought along for additional chaperone duty) is going to take a lot of joy in teaching Erik the word “DILF” and why exactly all of Lorna’s friends are thinking it. Don’t worry, Lorna, you won’t be the only one to be mortified.
Of course, all the mortification from before is completely eclipsed by the immense fresh wave of agony when Lorna’s dad starts dating.
For months Lorna pleads with her dad not to argue over mutant rights activism with the professor from her school in public, AGAIN. But then one of them asks the other out and Lorna has to bite her tongue and try not to think too much about how she wishes they’d just argued forever, because of course she wants her dad to be happy, but he’s FIFTY ZILLION TIMES more embarrassing when he’s trading gooey looks with the professor.
Plus Lorna feels completely weird calling him Charles when he’s at their house when he’s Professor Xavier or Dr. Xavier at school. And he’s a telepath, which is spooky enough at school but she has to even worry about what she’s thinking at home, now? And it means she feels even worse than the bad she already feels when she catches herself thinking it’s a hassle that now they always have to call ahead places to make sure they have wheelchair ramps because even though she’s strong enough to lift Charles and his chair, and it’s child’s play for her dad, still, Professor Xavier— Charles— says that he needs to be able to get around without them. —And what if they get married, is he going to want her to call him “Dad” or something? Because no.
Worst of all, her friends think it’s cute, and suddenly they think the professor has gone from Boring Authority Figure to ~dashing~ and ~romantic~ and there’s no shutting them up. Lorna tries to draw a line when her friends spot her dad talking to Charles and they all giggle like jerks and Valerie says, “I ship it,”— but Lorna wrote some 1D fic last year so what can she say? Except “That’s my dad, you guys!” which has never, ever worked.
Laughing forever! Poor, poor Lorna.*cackles* Love the off-handedness of the reference to her ability.