Baby, baby, by the sea shore (?)

Demyx pulled up in front of Mandible house and hopped off the motorbike. "Havind fun Cyzie?" He asked.

Cyzarine smiled and nodded. "Uh-huh!"

Demyx took her by the hand and led her into the house. "Do you think the cook will still be severving food?" He asked.

Cyzarine frowned. "Probably. They learn to expect the unexpected from us lot." she joked, smiling again.

Demyx smiled and walked inside, asking for a coffee. "Do you want anything Cyzarine?" He offered.

Cyzarine nodded and ordered some pancakes. She smiled at Demyx and led him to a table. "I can't believe we're gonna get married." she laughed, smiling widely.

Demyx smiled. "I know, how long do you think we should leave it till we get married?"

Cyzarine shook her head, still smiling. "I don't know. Between the egg being cut out - which should be at next week at the latest - and the egg hatching, maybe?"

Demyx nodded. "How long is it between the egg coming out and the egg hatching?"

Cyzarine giggled sheepishly. "Umm, about a month."

Demyx nodded. "Is that long enough to plan a wedding?"

Cyzarine bit her lip gently. "Perhaps we should wait, then." she murmured. "I don't mind if the baby is there too."

Demyx paused. "I think we could maybe do it..." He bit his lip. "Although weddings cost a lot of money..."

Cyzarine frowned. "It can be special without spending lots of money. We...we just need to be careful how much we spend." she sighed. "I don't want you spend lots of money on the wedding." she told him honestly. "I'd rather you spent it on that motorbike you want. It'll make you happy." she added, smiling again.

Demyx smiled and took her hand. "What would make you happy?" He asked.

Cyzarine smiled. "I am happy." she told him. "But I'd rather we didn't spend too much on the wedding. It'll be special enough without it getting too glammed up."

Demyx nodded. "But- don't all girls dream of nice wedding dresses?" He wasn't sure himself.

Cyzarine smiled and shrugged a little. "I'm crazy, remember?" she joked. "Besides...I can have a nice dress without it costing too much!" she paused and frowned. "...I think."

Demyx smiled and then thought about it. "I could probably get some more money if I busk. A lot."

Cyzarine smiled again. "And I can go back to fortune telling." she added, eyes lighting up at this.

Demyx shook his head. "No, no, no, no. You're going to rest because you're pregnant."

Cyzarine groaned quietly. "But, Demyx!" she protested.

Demyx gave her a stern look. "No means no."

Cyzarine stamped her foot in annoyance. "Why not?" she asked, half whinily and half angrily.

Demyx sighed. "Because you're pregnant and I don't want you getting hurt."