[ WP ] A world where feminism occurred in the medieval era , and in the Renaissance the patriarchy became a matriarchy .

The Maron family was a statistical anomaly. In modern America, they had a stay at home mom and a working father. Needless to say, this was rather unusual. The father, Jacob Maron, had it a bit worse than his wife Debra though. Other men judged him harshly, saying Jacob abbondonned his fatherly duty to be a fashion designer. A good father cooked, cleaned, took care of the kids and took care of his wife. Real men did n't need to work. But Jacob wanted to be a fashion designer ever since he was little, and his wife agreed to let him chase his dream. 
 
 Jacob was very good at his job, setting trends and making waves with his fashion choices, particularly for men. He designed sensible clothes for men, making fashionable pants and long sleeve shirts, as opposed to the tanks tops and boy shorts most others designed. His woman's fashion did n't catch on as much though. Few woman bought skirts or low cut tops. 
 
 But Jacob made good money on his menswear, and happily provided for his wife and three kids. He made it a point to stay in shape too, even as he got older. No woman would want a man with a flabby gut after all. 
 
 Jacob had a daughter and two boys. His eldest, a handsome daughter by the name of Abby, was a gifted football player and damn good at metal working too. His youngest Patrick was still in middle school, nervous and a little giddy for the 8th grade home coming dance. No girl had asked him out yet, but he was crushing pretty hard on his math tutor. 
 
 But it was Jacobs middle child, Adrian, that made Jacob worry. He was more interested in math than helping his mother around the house. He refused even a modest amount of makeup, and kept his hair short and cropped. He got into weightlifting and even wanted to play football! 
 
 When Adrian came out one Thanksgiving, coming out of the closet in front of the entire family, no one was suprised. Jacob was worried, but not because his son was gay. He did n't want his baby boy to be hurt, especially if he wanted to play football. The idea of one of his babies getting hurt put a knot in his stomach. 
 
 But after some wine, and good amount of tears shed among the men of the family, Jacob was all better. He wanted his baby to be happy after all. And if Adrian was happy in the arms of another man, who was Jacob to judge. He gave Adrian his blessing, and the two shared a long and happy hug, Jacob still crying but crying happy tears at least.
