(A/N: this was planned before the smut chapter, sorry if this wasn't one of the expectations but I needed to get this outta the way)

It was probably the most awkward thing they've done.

Silence, tension, stares.

Teaching the younger minecraftians and Netherians the horizontal twist

Of course, they couldn't talk about it directly, since one of their son's cousins had came along from the West part of the forest, and honestly Ian had no Idea what language was used in the West. Sky seemed a bit more calm about it though.

Instead they had to use a small fruit, and got a knife from the kitchen.

(Random author note involves coughing)

How does this have anything to do about the 'talk', you ask?

Well to be honest, they don't really know, they're comedians, what do you expect?

Well, probably a lot more, but you get the point.

"Alright, we're going to teach about the sex talk. You can ask any question about it, but let us speak first." Ian says, a flustered Sky beside him listening closely as he stole glances at the chil- teens every now and then.

He spotted the adult-ish teen in the back, smugly grinning at him as he rolls his eyes.

Soon, Ian holds up the sharp, clean knife and the yellow, round fruit. The boys, and a girl, stared at it with curiosity lining their vision.

Ian clears his throat as a tint of pink surrounds his ears.

"This is a boy," he raises the knife up, letting the children acknowledge it for a moment before lowering it. "And this is a girl." He raises the fruit, eye contacting with everyone for a moment. Sky nudged him, frowning as he glances at the children who were quiet, must've been really curious.

The teen snickered in the background.

"Venom, shut up." Sky lowly growls at the teen, who immediately went silent. He turned back to Ian as the man struggled.

"Anyways, there's a boy and a girl, and.."Ian pauses, and turns towards the short general.

"Does it really have to be a boy and a girl?" He whispered. Sky pouted and shook his head, "Course not, practically all minecraftians are capable of doing so. Though," He glances at a few kids that sat in the back, two of them looked like skeleton shapeshifting twins. "I guess a few hybrids were lying around." Gesturing towards the skin of the two, one had hair as bright as silver, along with a pale body covered in white, elegant clothes. The other, has darker features. A Wither skeleton.

"They'd must've had a father from the nether and a mom from the overworled." His eyes lit up, nice to hear that a few mobs were working on their side. "That or it's a curse, but we don't want anyone fearing the hybrids so let's just get back on the topic." He whispers, eyelids just slightly down.

Ian chuckled nervously, glancing back at the crowd that seemed to hear their silent conversation.

The two sat in silence, their Adam's apple bobbing in their throats.

"Uh," Sky coughed before nudging Ian slightly. Ian, who didn't respond for a second, cleared his throat and sat up straight.

"So yeah, there's this boy and uh, girl." He said, waving around the items in his hand as smiles nervously. Notch, he sounded like Derp

"You got and bond, or something, blah blah blah, no need to get into the details cause I don't want you guys dreaming about it any time soon." Sky rolls his eyes at the older man, of course. He remembers when Ian was like 'love, where are you??' after someone told him about the person you love, bonding, mates, hell even roommates. To be honest he doesn't really know how he fell in love with the Baker, who, mind you, has probably switched sugar with salt once. He grimaced slightly.

The group of children seemed amused, the sunlight had lessened from the window slightly, giving the place an illuminated feeling.

"Affter you do all that stuff, you find a place where people can not see you or your, uhm." He pictured the couple somewhere off, not really aware that his hands started to move the knife and the fruit.

"You-uh," He gulps. "Isn't this like, your job?" He whispers at Sky, who just shrugged and patted his back, the man glaring in response.

"They're a couple, like your parents." Sky's strong, monotone voice immediately jumped in, Ian blinking at the word 'couple'.

"Yeah, couple. Bring yer, partner in crime I guess." He mumbles as his face started to heat up, followed by the tanned commander who seemed oblivious.

"Crime as in a bad thing? Is doing the 'Crime' bad?" A small, female voice called out and immediately they glanced over to a girl that was a brunette-blonde-is her hair natural. 

Too innocent.

Being caught off guard. Ian freezes. How young were they?

"She's 10, most of them here though are atleast a bit more older." Sky explained, almost as I he read his mind and quickly glanced at the small group of children, the sunlight suddenly shining back onto the children as if it was summer.

He chuckled. Err, Is that just him taking his sunglasses of, he doesn't even think Ian is better at adjusting to the brightness.

He then glances back at Ian, who nodded and raised up the items in his hand once again.

"There are two types of crime. There's where you do a crime for a bad reason, and there's when you do a crime for a good reason."

The girl nodded, already understanding the risks and sacrifices of a 'Crime'. Grinning at the two males.

Sky smiled slightly and urged for Ian to continue.

"Yeah, to put it in a simple way," Ian stabs the fruit, and the crowd widened their eyes.

"Me and Sky have done it before, he has more experience, he says as he hands the items to the commander, who looked like he saw the Satan smile at a unicorn.

The teen held in his laughter.

"Just say the simple things like, your hips hurting, bruises-"

"IAN."

(A/N: are they angels in love or Demons in lust? Lol, love that lyric.)