"Really? That's what it was?" Eddie asked in surprise, his purple eyes widening a bit. Seiko nodded a bit shyly.

"Well... yeah. I know I said I would help any way I can with your little brother Eddie, but sometimes I think you rely on my too much, and it just kinda got a bit irritating to me," Seiko said, shifting her feet uncomfortably. Eddie felt like he got slapped in the face.

"Why didn't you tell me? Do I really come to you that much?"

"Well, yeah, whenever the kid needs a diaper change or needs to stop crying. I didn't say anything because... I don't really know..."

Eddie sighed, "Oh Seiko, if you would have said something, then I wouldn't have made you help me so much." Seiko blushed.

"Oh really?"

"Yes! I just... Sometimes, I just wish that I actually knew what I was doing," Eddie muttered, taking a seat on the couch next to the gardener, "I mean, my parents are always so busy, and I don't blame them or anything, but I'm only 17! I don't know how to take care of a baby." Seiko looked at him apologetically, putting a hand on his knee.

"Eddie, he's you younger brother. You can take care of him- your parents wouldn't trust you with him if they didn't think so," Eddie looked at her.

"... You really think so?"

"Yes. All you need is some practice," Seiko said, taking a bit sniff. Her nose then wrinkled, and she pointed to Edwin, who's lip quivered like he was about to cry again.

"This would be a good time," She said. The smell hit Eddie's nose, and he winced.

"Oh Lord," he muttered. As much as he resented it, he had to do it. It was his duty. Well... Not in that way, but you know what I mean.

"I can do this... I can do this..." He was muttering to himself, picking up his baby brother. He inhaled sharply, still muttering the words over and over. Seiko turned on the couch, watching him disappear into the hallway.

"You can do it Eddie!" She called out. There was a faint "Thank you" and then it was silent for several minutes.

THUD!

Seiko blinked as she heard the loud thud sound. She then sighed heavily.

"He fainted again, as soon as that diaper was opened," She muttered to herself, walking to Edwin's room to see if her hypothesis was correct.

"I don't know what their problem was," Maxime muttered into her phone. She was doodling in her journal, her dark brown hair falling over her shoulders. Her mask laid on the nightstand next to her bed, where she was laying flat on her stomach, listening to whoever was on the other line of her alert system.

"No, and Bear even told me the size of his penis too... Yeah, I mean it! He seriously did... 5 inch 10 I believe. I don't even understand what the ten even means! ... No, it's about 2 and a half centimeters to make an inch... I don't know, I just don't know, but when I asked him what he was talking about, he said "Pleasure Rod". What kind of guy calls that his pleasure rod? It just sounds weird..." Maxime muttered, finishing up her doodle of a Flapyak. She looked at it, frowning. She had drawn the designs of it wrong, and she began to scribble over it as Sahari, who was on the other line, chattered on.

"No, DUSTIN was the one about to sing about how much he loves my butt. If Bear hadn't started to chase him, I probably would have... Yeah, knowing Dustin, he would think of it as some kind of sex game... Ew that's gross! No WAY I would do that with EITHER of them! ... I don't care if your joking, don't EVER suggest that again," Maxime said. She was trying to sound threatening, which was hard with her giggles. She put her pen down, her face turning a bit serious, with a mix of interest.

"Really? That sounds kinda random... No, I'm not saying that he shouldn't ever take you out, but he hasn't taken you anywhere in almost three months... No it's great! I'm glad he is! You deserve more then to stay at home all the time," Maxime said, closing her journal, "Okay, I'll talk to you later then. Bye Sahari." Click.

Maxime rolled over on her bed, now looking up at her ceiling. There were very few cracks in it, but that wasn't what she was focused on.

A surprise date at a fancy restaurant Sparcticus? Just what are you planning, Maxime thought to herself as her eyes traced along one of the cracks.

The Next Night

Sparcticus waited out front of the restaurant, wearing some of his nicest clothes. They were even nicer then the tuxedo he wore when he took her to the Ball, and his tie was even more blue then his own eyes. He caught the attention of many women who walked by, but he was only looking for a specific one. Patch should be bringing her by really soon...

"Sparcticus!" A cheery voice called. Sparcticus looked up, his heart fluttering.

Sahari had daintily hopped out of Patch's red car, looking as beautiful as ever. She had curled her hair, and it looked so soft and feathery that it would make you want to come up and play with it. She was wearing a ruffled brown skirt with a cream colored blouse on top. The blouse added a special flare to Sahari's stomach, which was now starting to show a little bit. She walked up to Sparcticus, batting her mascara-covered eyes at him.

"Hello, my little cactus flower," Sparcticus said, his way of complimenting on how beautiful she looked. Sahari blushed slightly under her mask, her light brown eyes looking even brighter then ever, even in the dark.

"So, you ready to eat?" She asked sweetly, her little hand wrapping itself around his bigger one. Sparcticus smiled, the flutterscotches coming back. The ring was tucked away in his pocket, and he was hoping it wasn't sticking out. It would ruin everything if even the slightest hint got to her.

"Yes of course. Come," Sparcticus said in his deepest, most romantic tone of voice Sahari had ever heard come out of him. He walked her to the podium out the front, and the host walked the couple to a special room in the back, one that was lit with dim lights and candles, and had some very elegant looking silverware and tablecloth. Sahari stared at it, taking in the beautiful sight.

"Sparcticus... Did you go through all this trouble for me?" Sparcticus smiled, a warming smile that could have melted the entire Pinarctic.

After a delicious meal, containing of the most expensive of cuisine, the happy couple chatted over some glasses of iced water. Sahari played with her straw nervously.

"Sparcticus, you didn't have to go through all of this for me," She said to him. Sparcticus shook his head.

"I wanted to. You're worth it," Sparcticus said, looking right into her eyes. Sahari blushed under her mask at his words. Sparcticus's hand reached over and took hers, the one that was playing with the straw. He had to ask her now.

"Sahari,"

"Yes Sparty?" She said, tilting her head in the cutest of ways. Sparcticus felt himself choke up a bit. Oh, was he getting nervous.

"There is something... something I really want to tell you..." the Eskimo said, Sahari leaned forward a bit, her curls bouncing out from behind her ears. Sparcticus swallowed hard, and the words began to flow with ease when his eyes once again met hers.

"Sahari... I love you... No, I can't even say that I love you- I'm in love with you," He started. Sahari blinked, her blush actually starting to become noticeable now. He took a deep breath, finding his courage to continue.

"You are the sunlight that brightens even my coldest days. You are the warm desert wind beneath my frosted wings. You are the perfect rainbow that rises after the darkest of storms. Your the greatest thing that ever happened to me," the Eskimo said, the words flowing like the clearest of streams, "When I first met you, I was stunned by your personality, by your beauty. You are loud, rambunctious, never afraid to stand for what you believe in. Your sweet, kind, a thrill seeker even, and one of the most understanding people I have ever met."

Sahari was speechless. Tears started to form in her eyes as she listened to Sparcticus's words.

"Your the one who has dealt with my flaws, and stayed with me through my darkest days. You filled the hole in my heart that was left open when my father, and even my own mother, left my side for good. You have filled my heart with pride and joy,even when I don't show it," He took a deep breath, "Basically, what I am trying to say is," Sparcticus then got up from his seat. He got down to one knee, his hands holding a small black box. He opened it, revealing the most beautiful ring Sahari had ever seen.

"Sahari Acosta, will you marry me?" He asked. Sahari's tears fell from her eyes. Her heart was beating quickly, and a loving smile was on her face. She let out a loud squeal, practically pouncing on Sparcticus.

"YES! YES I WILL MARRY YOU!" She cried. Everyone who had heard and had been watching the proposal began to cheer, clapping loudly as Sparcticus slid the ring onto Sahari's finger. The two then shared a loving kiss, the best either one of them had ever had.

"Waiters! Bring out some wine for this special occasion!" One of the server's cried. Sparcticus turned to him while Sahari kept her grip around his waist.

"Oh, she can't have that. She's pregnant," The server blushed.

"Oh... Then bring out some cake! Or something to celebrate! NOW YOU HEATHENS!" The server screamed. Another one came up and smacked him in the face.

"Larry, you only have worked here for a month! Don't think for a SECOND that you can order any one of us around!"

"Sorry Larissa..." The server muttered, walking back to the kitchen in shame as Sahari and Sparcticus continued their perfect moment.