"Chad isn't old enough to go to war. He's only sixteen." Debra said, though she knew she was just grasping at straws. "He has to wait almost two years, until he's eighteen."
"Yeah, sure thing Mom. But how will we get the Yeerk general to postpone the invasion for a year an a half?"
"That's too long a wait. besides, Chad is pretty mature for his age." Derrel said.
"What about his studies? His future?"
"What? All Chad has to go is find the general, then make his head explode or something."
"Eew." Chad said.
"He gets headaches, Derrel. He could die just from using his powers, not to mention other beings trying to kill him."
"Then he'd best work on teamwork skills, I guess."
"Ugh!" Debra said, and walked to another side of the room in frustation.