Generation 6; Chapter 9

“Okay, you can open your eyes now.  We’re here!” There isn’t much to do around the house lot lately.  I didn’t really get all of the details (when Bliss started babbling about ‘the Player,’ I lost her), but I got the gist of it: they have to start over.   I figured she could use a bit of fun after a busy week of hard work, so I took her out to the fall festival.It’s sponsored by the local hospital; the doctors who used to live on this lot moved out and had it converted into a park.  Those doctors…always thinking of the community.  I’m proud that my girlfriend is one of them.We got some icecream, danced in the gazebo, cuddled a bit on a park bench.  Everything was going really, really great, so…I kinda had an idea.  I just had to wait for the right moment.“That little kid was staring at you,” Bliss informed me.

“No, he was staring at you,” I teased back.  “He probably thinks you’d be the coolest mom ever.”“Wow, thanks for making me feel old!”  She laughed, and I couldn’t help but join in.  Her laugh is one of my favorite things in the whole world; it’s always been so contagious.

“I’m just saying…maybe it’s time we start thinking about…y’know…”Now.  Now’s the right time.  I set my coffee cup down and pulled out the ring.  “Starting a family.”

She gasped.  I panicked for a moment: Is gasping good?  Is that a good gasp?“Starting with the two of us,” I smoothly recovered (ha).  “Honestly, I’m not ready for kids, and I don’t think you are either.  Plum, if you never want kids, I’ll be okay with that.  I just want to be with you and make you happy and give you everything you want.”  I may have babbled a bit, but it worked.  She leaped into my arms with a huge smile on her face.  I’ll never get tired of her cheeky grin.

“You’ve been working out!” she exclaimed; we both burst into a fit of laughter.

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The festival continued well into the night.  Musicians from all over town got their chance to shine on stage. Much dancing and many games took place. Even my future father in-law got his groove on…kind of.  He’s still pretty upset about Marceline (not that I blame him). I found Bliss by the icecream stand more than once; I suppose everyone has their vices.“Bliss…how many of those have you had?”

“Hey!  Icecream has a lot of…calcium!”

I just love her.