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Anton: *sniff sniff* Something smells great! Are you cooking Emily?

Emily: No. That does smell pretty good though...

(Both of them go into the kitchen to see stuff cooking on the stove)

Emily: :3 I'm starving. *goes to pick at it, gets hand slapped* D8

Melanie: >: < That isn't for you two!

Anton: *gets a piece of the chicken and hides behind Emily* Mmm, who's it for then? *chew chew chew chew/gets crumbs in Emily's hair*

Emily: >= / *shakes them off*

Melanie: It's...um, it's...Don't you two have something to do tonight? You know, with your Valentines?

Anton: Ah yeah. I was s'pose to take my wife to dinner.

Emily: I don't have anything to do with Cross til Valentines. But now that you mention it, I'll stop by the Forum to go see him and the others.

Melanie: Er, wait...um, well, uh...

Emily: *goes to leave* Yep, since this obviously won't have anything to do with anyone I know. Especially Jack. Ya know.

Melanie: D8

Emily: C'mon Anton. Let's go.

Anton: Hurrr...I see where this is going. XD

Melanie: Ooooh GO ALREADY! *throws some kitchen utensils at them*

Emily: *moves her head side to side, evading the tools* Hahaha you and your Jack.

Melanie: I'm warning you, Lady Emily! D8

Anton: I'm not calling him, "Dad"! D8<

Emily: *stifles giggles*

Melanie: D8 *blush* D8< Master Anton, Lady Emily, PLEASE!

Emily: Hahahaha!

Anton: Ahhhh, alright, let's go, Em. Let's go see your boyfriend now.

Emily: <_<; He's not my boyfriend.

Anton: But he wants to be and you want him to be.

Emily: Shut up, Anton! D8

Anton: Then eventually there'll be little Cross' and Emily's runnin' about being some super, vampire hunting, soldier-like, being. Wonder if they'll be blue like Cross or pale like you? Huh. On that note, are all Dark Elves blue allover? And I mean ALL OVER?

Emily: ANTON! D8 *ears get red hot*

Anton: What?

Emily: D8 *Entire face gets red hot*

Anton: XD If you could see your face.

Emily: >: < I'm telling your wife.

Anton: She was the one that asked me.

Emily: I don't like her as it is, now you're just making my hatred for her worse.

Anton: And even then! What color do they turn when you choke them? I mean, how would you know if they're suffocating or not?

Emily: Urgh, I don't know, Anton. Stop being a wise-a**. >: <