Advice – (n.) Opinion about what could or should be done about a situation or problem; counsel.
The day was just getting started when Nanoha approached Fate. The brunette had spent all of last night brooding over a problem she had, and decided to see what the blonde could do.
"Fate," declared the girl boldly, "I need your help with something."
"Okay?" Fate complied, scared of the intense glare coming from the blue eyes in front of her. There was a moment of silence before Fate decided to break it.
"So what did you want to ask?"
"Well," Nanoha started, playing with her fingers, "I just wanted to know what would be the best way to get you in bed."
When Nanoha finished, Fate could barely hold her laughter. She tried, but then failed after .00001 seconds of trying. Hey, at least it's something.
When Fate's amusement died down, she got around to answering Nanoha's question.
"Nanoha, that isn't the type of thing you ask the person in question," She started, wiping the tears from her eyes.
"So? Tell me anyways," Nanoha stubbornly countered, refusing to back down.
"Well," Fate started, grabbing Nanoha's finger and nibbling on it. "You could just ask, you know."
"Then will you-" Nanoha began when she finished interpreting what Fate said.
"No. Wait for at least ten hours. Then you can ask."
Exactly ten hours later, Nanoha asked Fate the question the two had been discussing earlier that day. The girl didn't even waste one second. The moment the minute changed, the words came out.