day 26 - getting married
"Hey," Mary said, looking down at her hands as she wove flowers together into one long chain. "What if we got married?"
Seto glanced over at her from where he was unpacking the basket. "I think it'd probably be illegal."
Kano had mentioned a picnic, which had somehow turned into Kido being forced into making all the food, which had somehow turned into Seto having to carry the entire basket and Mary as well. Kano, of course, had not lifted a finger. Now they were unpacking in a clearing of the forest, a spot Seto knew like the back of his hand from frequent trips through here when he was a child. It was maybe one fourth of the way to Mary's house, so not that far of a walk at all.
Mary pouted and put down the chain. "What's that supposed to mean?" She'd thought he wasn't going to pull the age card anymore—
"I don't know about you," Seto said calmly, holding out the little lunchbox Kido had packed for her, "but I don't even have a birth certificate."
Mary had to admit that she didn't either, and though neither of them new much about legal matters, that seemed like it may be an issue.
Kano must have been listening, because he leaned over Seto's shoulder and added with a sly smile, "I think it also might be illegal for a hundred year old woman to prey on some innocent sixteen year old boy."
Mary stared coughing and Seto looked like he was going to protest, but Kido settled the matter by whacking Kano over the head. "I think if you want to do it, you should," she told them seriously, and then took her own lunchbox and sat down.
The four of them had all gotten their food and begun to eat when Mary realized his only real objection had been the legality of it. "So we should?" she asked, excited. Kano cackled, and Seto smiled down into his lunch.
"I don't have a problem with it, but it wouldn't be much different, right?" It was true; they slept in the same bed every night now, and they had lived in the same house already. It wasn't like it would change how they lived.
Mary was pouting though, and after all this time he couldn't say no to her. "Alright, alright. When do you do you want to?" He was expecting some far off answer, enough in the future that she'd probably forget it.
She curled her little hands into fists. "Now!" Then she looked at the other two, who had paused in eating to stare at them in disbelief. "Um, we can finish lunch though," she added graciously.
