Another lovely word prompted by brodieresa!

Satisfy

"How about this?"

Vala tilted her head to the side, studying Daniel's handy work. After a moment of contemplation, she shook her head and made a disapproving noise.

"No?" Daniel sighed wearily in response, his shoulders dropping a little.

She shook her head again. "Nope. Not right."

Blue eyes rolled in exasperation. "There IS no right, Vala. Just like there's no wrong either." He looked around him, spreading his arms out wide. "Can't this just be good enough?"

"Nope." Vala stated again simply as she shoved the spoon in one hand deep inside the container wrapped in a towel in the other. She dug out a generous amount and popped the utensil in her mouth. "Not good enough." She mumbled around the sweet ecstasy assaulting her taste buds.

He let out another, slightly louder, sigh. "Vala..."

She dropped her gaze to the delicious container of joy in her hand. Tapping the tip of the spoon in it playfully, Vala shrugged. "It's just not right."

Daniel tried not to sound too annoyed. "And what's wrong with it this time?" It was a lot easier for patience to return so easily with her leaning in the doorway like she was, the swell of her belly peaking out from between the fabric of her tank top and his pajama pants a little.

"I don't know..." Vala admitted, looking up from the amusement that was her latest craving. She looked around. "It's just not right." She reiterated.

He hung his head. "I've done it six times already, hunny." Daniel pinched the bridge of his nose, having had removed his glass to the top of his head between his fifth and sixths attempts to make her happy.

Vala grinned at him as he looked at her with pleading eyes. "Then it won't kill you to do it one more."

Daniel laughed out sarcastically. "I might have to disagree with that statement."

She dug out more of her delicious treat, waving the spoon in his direction. "You don't stay dead anyway, so why are you complaining?" He started to move towards her as she laid the spoon on her tongue and pulled it out slowly, lapping up the sweetness it held.

"Yeah, well the pain involved in getting dead - that's something to complain about." Daniel went to reach for the container in her hand, but Vala pulled back like he was the plague. His eyes went wide with disbelief, mouth falling open slightly. "Hey!"

Her look in return was murderous. "You don't get any until you've done it right."

The look of mild shock remained on his handsome face. "And when will I get it right?" He asked curiously.

"When you do." Vala replied back, digging into the container once more. She was even slower licking the spoon clean.

Daniel rolled his eyes in response. "You're childish." He quipped with a mix of aggravation and affection. He moved in to at least get a taste of the treat from her mouth, but she leaned back. He blinked as she scrunched up her nose. "What now?"

Vala stuck the spoon in the container and used her now free hand to push him away from her. "You're all stinky and sweaty." As his eyebrow lifted in bafflement, she shrugged a little. "And you still haven't done it right."

He growled in frustration and stalked back into the room. He snatched up his keys and cell phone from the middle of the bed.

"Where are you going?" Vala asked curiously, once more caught up in the pleasures of her food. She watched him move towards the closet and trade out his dirty shirt for a clean one.

Daniel gave her an exasperated glare, though she could see the love and amusement in the blue gaze. "I'm going to call Mitchell, tell him he's coming over here to help me until you're happy, and," He pointed his finger at her accusingly. "Get my own damn ice cream since you won't share what's left!"

She just shrugged as he started moving towards the doorway again. "I'll just eat that too."

"Huh, I'd like to see you try."

Vala quirked an eyebrow at him. "I'd like to see YOU try and stop me." She shoved another bite into her mouth for emphasis. "Never come between a pregnant lady and her ice cream."

He stopped in the doorway next to her. The frown on his face melted away into a loving smirk. "Why the hell do I love you?" He grumbled in mock annoyance.

She flashed him her signature smile. "Because it's impossible not to."

"That still doesn't explain why I put myself through this..." Daniel turned back to the room, moving his arm in a sweeping gesture. "Crap."

Vala pointed her spoon towards him. "Again, it's impossible for you not to keep the woman you love, who is carrying your child she might add, satisfied."

Daniel rolled his eyes. "Hell, you don't know how right you are!" He laughed with mock self-deprecation. Leaning in again, he was glad when Vala allowed him to kiss her this time.

"Oh I know." She answered smugly, then gave him a petulant look. "Are you back with help and more ice cream yet?"

Growling again and shaking his head, Daniel pushed off his side of the doorframe childishly and moved down the hall. "You're gonna be the death of me woman!" He griped good naturedly as he went.

Vala giggled in her usual way and returned her gaze to their bedroom. The way the furniture was rearranged was still off, and she refused to accept it until she and her baby were satisfied. She shook her head. "Definitely not right."

A/N: I had to think for a few days on where I was gonna go with this word prompt. It finally popped into my fron yesterday while I was in class where I was going to take it - And all the talk of ice cream in the fic definitely led to the tiny, tiny allusion to my ALL TIME FAVORITE episode of Farscape! Anyways, poor Daniel having to deal with his pregnant Vala!

Keep the prompts coming and the more baby on board fun you'll see! And always, reviews are LVOE!