Nico and Will knew that adopting a daughter meant embracing everything that came with it, including the milestone of her first period.

as a doctor, Will understood the biological side, but he and Nico had no real idea of how it felt or what to do when the time came. they thought they were prepared, but today proved otherwise.

at school, just before recess, your teacher pulled you aside. she gently explained that you had a blood stain on your pants. as an 11-year-old, you were overwhelmed and unsure of how to react. thankfully, your teacher helped you change into fresh pants and gave you a pad. but still, you felt terrible.

when you got home, uncertainty filled you. should you tell your dads? you chose to keep it to yourself and locked yourself in your room, leaving them worried. they noticed something was off with their usually lively daughter.

thinking you might just be upset about school, they waited a bit, thinking you needed to cool down, but then the school called. it was your teacher who informed them about what happened.

they tried not to panic, but they felt lost. they knew they needed to talk to you, but how could they reassure you when they didn’t fully understand? they were freaking out. after a moment to gather themselves, Will knocked on your door. “can we come in, sweetheart?”