Out of the closet.

By Humilatron

Aethyta approached the closet where she could tell her daughter was hiding in. “Liara T’soni, come out of the closet. I already know you’re gay,” Aethyta joked as she knocked on the door.

“Dad, please I’m not dressed,” Liara called out from behind the door.

“Honey, Benezia had me changing your diapers for 50 years, I think I’m allowed to see you naked,” Aethyta said.

“B-but I’m over 100 now it’s indecent!” Liara cried.

“Please, you’re an asari. Act like one. And you’re part krogan! So you should be proud of your body. Besides I’m not getting any younger, and I’m not leaving. So get out of the closet so we can get the awkwardness out of the way,” Aethyta said. “Or perhaps I could interest Shepard here some images of you when you were a baby. Jane, have you ever seen images of a baby naked asari?”

Liara immediately opened the door. “Don’t you dare!” Liara yelled.

Aethyta smiled. “I was only joking. Benezia kept all the photos. Although I do have one goofy image that I’m sure would make Shepard laugh. The one of you and the h-“

“NO!” Liara shouted. “You said you’d never speak of it!”

Aethyta laughed. “I said I’d never say anything. I never said I’d never show her.”

Don’t you dare,” Liara said, blushing.

“I don’t know, Liara, now I’m interested,” Jane said with a smirk.

“No,” Liara said. “Or I’ll ask Hannah the next time to tell me about that one story with the space hamster you refused to let her tell me.”

Jane blushed. “Fine. Alright, Daddy T’soni, what’s the plan for today?”

“Don’t call me that ever again,” Aethyta said. “Although I don’t mind being called daddy. Anyways. Let’s go out somewhere. Somewhere fun. But also, let’s ditch the clothes. Where we’re going we don’t need them.”

“I think Liara’s already ready,” Jane said. “Alright, I’m game for whatever.”

Jane pulled off her armor and took Liara’s hand. “S-Shepard you can’t possibly be okay with this.”

“Why not? What’s the worse that could happen?” Jane said.

Liara paled but groaned. “Only if you sleep on the couch when we get home.”

“I like the couch,” Jane smirked. “And we’ll see if you still say that when we’re done. Alright, Aethyta. Let’s go.”

Aethyta nodded as she pushed her daughter and daughter-in-law out the doors and to the skycar