Prompt: Imagine one of your OTP is very pregnant and very bossy.
A/N: Martha is now about eight and a half months pregnant.
"Larry!" Martha called from the black leather sofa where she was led.
"Yes, darling dearest." He said a little sarcastically.
Martha just rolled her eyes at him. "Have you fed Wally?"
"Yes." Said Larry.
"Have you packed My bag for when I have to go to hospital." Larry nodded. "And what about.."
"Done it." Larry said. "I've done it all: fed and walked Wally, packed your bag, cleaned the house, been shopping and decorated the babies room."
Martha smiled at Larry. "What would I do without you, hey?" She said, slowly pulling herself up on to her two swollen and aching feet, then hugging Larry as best as she could - her huge bump was really getting in the way of moments like this, and other more intimate moments.
"God knows." Larry smiled. "You'd have to find someone else to boss around wouldn't you." He said sticking his tongue out at her.
"Sorry, I have been a little bossy haven't I." Martha said.
"You think?" He laughed. "I don't mind, I'd do anything for you and this little one." He said placing a hand on her bump. "Not long to go know, eh." Martha nodded; Martha had always been a worrier. She had everything planned out from the moment she knew she was pregnant. She was always so organized thought Larry. But despite this, she still worried she had missed something important.
"You finished decorating the babies room?" Martha asked.
Larry nodded. "I did it when you nodded of this morning. Want to see?"
"Why not." Said Martha. DIY was never Larry's strong point so Martha wasn't expecting a lot but when she walked in she was impressed. It was good, a little too good for Larry.
Larry looked at Martha, he mouth in a 'o' shape. "Do you like it?"
"I love it." She laughed a little. "You didn't really do this did you? Not on your own?"
"What do you mean on my own? Don't you think I'm capable of this? It's just a little bit of painting, hammering some shelve to a wall and putting up a cot."
Martha raised an eyebrow. "In the nicest way possible Larry, no I don't. You couldn't even put up a coffee table and ended up breaking it."
Larry looked a little hurt, and Martha had felt bad. "No of course I didn't" Larry said beginning to laughed. "I called a few mates round and they gave me a hand."
"Well it's amazing." She said leaning in to give him a kiss. "But you might want to tell them to come back. They've missed a spot."
Larry turned to look where she was looking and saw a small corner of the room had been missed up. It was barely noticeable thought Larry, how did she even see that? "It's just nag, nag, nag with you isn't it." He laughed.