Objective: One on One between IceCreamFreak and Trick

Circe.
Circe set her leaves on the counter.

He smiled at her.

Circe.
Circe smiled and approached Ash. "I can't sit on the floor, I can't get up."

Geena.
She was in the living room.

"I'll help you up, love." He said.

Yogan wasn't responsive at all.

Circe.
"Alright," said Circe. She sat down.

He pulled her closer.

Ninetales touched a flower with the tips of his fingers.

Circe.
"Careful, I might hurt you with my large belly."

"Ah, I don't care." Ash said. "You're beautiful."

Circe.
"And fat."

"Not fat. Beautiful."

Circe.
"Pudgy."

"Beautiful," he repeated, "so beautiful. I would love to have you in bed if I could, but I won't risk it."

Circe.
"Too close to the due date."

"I know," he said. "But I'm saying how beautiful you are,"

Circe.
"I don't want to give in but you're so stubborn, Ash."

"Ah, it comes in handy sometimes."

Circe.
"Yes, yes it does."

Icy sat between them, keeping his smile.

Geena.
Geena went outside.

Ninetales sat on the bench.

Geena.
Geena approached him.

Ninetales looked up at her. He nodded in greeting.

Geena.
"He'll be fine I think."

He nodded, relief in his eyes. He then scooted over so that she could sit next to him.

Geena.
Geena sat down next to him. "You're not much of a talker are you?"