Summer was here, you were visiting your boyfriend's house. You'd been dating almost a couple years already, but hadn't met each other's parents yet.

He opened the front door from beside you, revealing the comfort of his home.

Almost immediately, his fiery-haired mother appeared, and engulfed you in a hug. "Oh, hello!" She squealed. "Ron has told us all about you; he talks about you all the time! All the time!"

You glanced over at him, his face as pink as a Pygmy Puff. "All the time?"