(I'm basing Kamala's parents' personalities more off the show than the comics. I like them in the comics but the dad in the show is my everything. Also I don't know how Muslim parents act outside of reading some ms marvel... so yeah. I'm just making this shit up)

"See you later (y/n)" Kamala kissed her boyfriends cheek before turning around. She was getting home earlier than usual since Shabbat started in an hour. (Y/n) would be cutting it close but there was no traffic.

"Goodnight Kamala" she opened the door and walked inside her house.

Kamala sighed happily after she closed the door behind her. She walked over to the couch before collapsing onto it.

"Kamala?" The sound of her mothers voice caused the girl to fall off the couch. "Where were you so late at night?" Her mother walked into the room with her arms crossed. It wasn't even that late.

"Ami!" Kamala rushed to think of an excuse. "I- it's not that late" she glanced at a clock. she looked back at her mother with a nervous smile. "I was just at Nakia's"

Kamala's mother's gaze hardened and Kamala knew she had used the wrong excuse. "I called Nakia's mother to ask about that. She said Nakia was with Bruno. So I called Bruno's mother and she said only Nakia was there"

"Oh" Kamala nodded nervously. "I meant I was at Zoe's. Yep. That's what I meant" she started walking towards the stairs but her mother got in front of her.

"Where were you?" Her mother asked one more time. Kamala silently sighed as she tried to decide what to say.

"I... had a date" Kamala quickly turned away from her mother. She didn't want to see her reaction to that. She knew that telling her mother was the right thing but that didn't make it any easier.

"A date?" Her mother sounded shocked. "With who?"

"Nobody you know Ami" Kamala tried to figure out the best way out of this situation.

"You're to young for dating Kamala" the girl looked at her mother once again to see her shaking her head. "You know this"

"I'm seventeen Ami!" Kamala crossed her arms with a sigh. "I'm old enough to make my own decisions. I fight monsters on a daily basis!"

Kamala's mother shook her head. "There's a difference between fighting monsters and maintaining a healthy relationship with a man. Especially when the man is in his teenage years"

"He doesn't act like other people our age" Kamala shook her head. "Nakia approves of him!" She hoped that would help her case. "Other than being a bit evil towards his siblings he's like an adult"

"Evil?" Kamala's mother asked curiously.

"He has four younger siblings" Kamala replied. "He needs to be a bit evil in order to make sure they don't run all over him"

Kamala's mother shook her head. "Nakia really approves of him?"

Kamala was quiet for a moment. "She said that she'd support my decision... I think that means she approves"

"I want you to tell your father about this" Kamala nodded, as if to say that she would. "And I want us to meet him"

Kamala's face went paler. She was hoping to avoid that. She knew eventually it'd come to this but she hoped to be eighteen by then. There was no way they'd be okay with her dating a Jewish boy. "Maybe not yet?" Kamala asked quietly. "We haven't been dating that long yet"

"I want to meet him" Kamala's mother crossed her arms again.

Kamala sighed before nodding her head. "Alright. I'll talk to him about it" Kamala just decided to agree with whatever her mother said. There was no getting out of it at this point.

"Good. Now go to bed" Kamala nodded before quickly walking past her mother and up the stairs.

Once Kamala entered her room she closed the door before jumping onto her bed. "Damn it" she groaned before pulling her phone from her pocket. She knew this would happen eventually but she figured she'd have more time to mentally prepare.

Kamala dialed her boyfriends number but didn't click the call button. "Damn it" she groaned once again before turning her phone off. "I'll call him after Shabbat"

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(Question of the day: favorite book? Mine is "Star Wars: dark disciple")