It was around 7 pm. In a large house on a hill, lights shown out.
Ashley opens the door and quietly closed the door. She's sees a man sitting in a sofa, reading a book. He is facing away from her. She smiles and puts her arms around him.
He looks up and puts his bookmark in his book and closes it. "Welcome home."
"Thank you, Ronald. Henry is so cute." She sits down next to him and kisses him on the cheek. "So you're fine with me going there for a while?"
"Yes, it's alright. I'm just glad, you get to spend time with him." Ronald said.
"Ronald." She says. "I've been wondering for a while. Can we start a family?"
"...What?" He replied surprised.
"I mean, if you want to. I don't really mind if you don't but I thought it would be nice to have children of our own." She rambled, nervously.
"Ashley. Calm down." He smiled and caressed her cheek. "I do not mind."
She looked at him, really happy. She kind of tackled him and kept kissing him. "I love you."
"I love you too."
They were both lying on the couch. Him on bottom with his hand on her back. Her on top nuzzling into his neck.
After a moment, she got up from him.
"I better start dinner. What would you like?" She asked, blushingly.
"You?" He says, jokingly. Ashley turned bright red.
"Later!" She waves her hand weirdly, like a bird trying to fly. "I'll just, uh, make some steak and soup!"
She rushes into the kitchen, so fast that you could still see her outline.
Ronald chuckled to himself, to how cute she is.
"A child, huh? Well if they have her personality, aw, they'd be so cute and vicious. Hehehe." He turned serious. "Baelfire."
"What fire?" Ashley asked as she walked back in.
"Hmm, oh nothing, just rambles. Do you need something?" He asked.
"Steak?"
"Medium rare and a little salt."
"Got it." She said. "Go on with your rambles." She went back into the kitchen.
"Dear?" He raised his voice a bit so she could hear.
"Yeah?" She replied.
"How was your day?"
"Henry got a book from Ms. Blanchard. He really likes it." She calls out. Sizzling can be heard.
"What kind of book?"
"A huge fairytale book. We had this game comparing people he knew to the characters. He thinks I'm Cinderella and you're my Prince Charming." She laughed.
Ronald had an intrigued look and also laughed at the irony at the latter.
"Henry had this odd look before I left. I had a weird feeling but I thought nothing of it. What do you think?" She said concerned.
"You had a weird feeling?" He asks, more interested, knowing what her feelings meant. "Well, it could mean something eventful will happen."
"Eventful? Like what?" She put the dishes on the dining table. "Dinner's ready."
He came over and sat down. He put a napkin on his lap. "Well, it could mean something joyful for the boy but bad for you?"
"I don't understand, but okay." She said confused. "Bon appetite."
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