Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

"Pinocchio."

Pinocchio looked up from his phone to see his girlfriend standing above him, hands on her hips. "Yeah Daph?"

"Describe me in three words."

Pinocchio raised an eyebrow. "What is this about?"

Daphne tugged at one of her braids. Pinocchio noted that she seemed like she was uncomfortable. "Can you just do it? I wanna know what you say."

Pinocchio mentally groaned. This had to be some kind of trick. And knowing Daphne, there was some silly reason behind this.

"Come on! Just tell me how you would describe me to one of your friends, or something."

Pinocchio ran a hand through his hair and muttered, "You're nice…?"

It came out like a question and Daphne frowned and sat down next to him on the soft grass. "I'm nice? That's all you can say? You've known me for over eight years, we've went out for two, and all I am is nice?"

Pinocchio winced. Firstly, Daphne did mean a lot to him, and she was a lot more than just nice, but Pinocchio couldn't think of any word to describe what Daphne meant to him. Heck, he was pretty sure no such word existed….corny, but it was true. No words could describe what Daphne meant to him. Now how was he supposed to tell her that. "Daph, there are no words that can describe you."

"There has to be something…." She muttered. "Try. I really want to see what else you can come up with it."

He fronwed and took a minute to think. "Pretty." He finally told her.

Her expression wasn't pleased. "Way to make a girl feel special. Stupid guys. So simple minded….I'll give you two more tries."

Crossing his arms over his chest, he stared at her pretty face. She had lost all the baby fat over the years and had gotten quite pretty. He sighed and hoped that the next one would satisfy her. "You're perfect Daphne. I love you and that seems like a perfect way to describe you."

Daphne's face softened and she smiled and squeezed his hand. Pinocchio grinned. He had finally pleased her. But to his surprise, she let go of his hand and stood back up. "Still not good enough."

Pinocchio mentally cursed. He was now getting frustrated. Gosh, what was with girls and their complicated personalities? Why couldn't they just be like guys? Simple and not complicated, at all? How much easier would that make life?

"One more try." Daphne said, her hands on her hips, as she towered over him and the wonderful, relaxing couch.

Without thinking, a frustrated Pinocchio blurted out, you're supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!"

Daphne's eyes widened and she just looked at him for a good few moments. Then her face cracked into a smile and she burst out laughing. Pinocchio watched her in fascination. Why hadn't he thought of that earlier? What was a better way to describe Daphne than with a Mary Poppins reference?

Daphne grinned at him as she got ready to leave the room. "Fine, you win this time."

As she left the room, Pinocchio leaned back in his seat. Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious really was the perfect way to describe his girlfriend.

Ah! I'm sorry it's been so long! But school is really keeping me on my toes…..I'm sorry! I will continue to try to update as much as possible.