[Farkle had kept to the goal and promise he'd sort of made to Riley all of those years ago. He could have become Junior Undersecretary to the Ministry as soon as he'd graduated, but he'd decided to go to one of the local Muggle Universities. Much to the talk of others, not that he allowed it to stop him. Of course, even with the decent amount of money he had of his own he'd still taken to a part time job at an observatory...

Which, really had become far more work than he was capable of. Though, as always the boy valiantly tried. School, Work, come home for dinner, then study. And in between all of it trying to be there for Riley and be there every step of the way.

It was astonishing to some people his head hadn't exploded...

But at least this week he sort of tunnel visioned with midterms coming up and a primary field trip in the same week. He's spent more time hulled up banging his head on a desk or flipping through his books and. Well, he hasn't quite realized he has otherwise he'd be out with Riley.

He's still there, memorizing word after word when he starts to notice the scent and hears the sounds. He lets it pass for a bit before he remembers. He has a wife. She's pregnant. She's clumsy. And there's a reason he does the cooking.

Farkle bolts up from where he was sitting but not before stubbing his toe with a yelp. Forgetting about the stinging pain he gets around the table and is in the doorframe of the kitchen in record speed.]

Ir--Riley?

[ She's surrounded by disaster, in fact she just stands in the middle of it hoping he was too far into studying to notice this. She didn't want to disrupt him and she knew how hard his schedule has become so dealing with a pregnant and clumsy wife shouldn't be his main priority.

Unfortunately for her, there he is at the entrance of the kitchen and she can't help but smile cutely at him and let out a nervous giggle. ]

Hi handsome.

[ His eyes flick around taking the image in to assess that Riley wasn't in danger before letting himself a breathe. It's a minute before he responds, lightly putting weight on his stubbed toe before approaching her to grab her by the waist. ]

You could have called me. I would have helped.

[ She places a hand on his chest and stares up at him with puppy dog eyes. ]

I just wanted a snack nothing to worry about. Plus, I didn't want to bother you; you've been so busy with school and work. Plus, I can't always depend on you to cook especially with this little one on the way.

[ He shakes his head, licking the corner of his lip. ]

I like cooking. It's kind of chemistry reaction, besides dinner is the one time we definitely have together. [Even though he manages to always seems to be in fifty places at once.] What were you wanting?

[ She bites her lower lip ]

You're going to laugh at me...

I don't usually yell at you. How bad can it be?

I wanted a burger with peanut butter and jelly. OOO! With extra pickles!

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I know you want to say something...

[ Her eyes roaming around the room looking for her wand ]

I'm not saying anything. [He turns to her, pretending to zip his lips before going back to situating the stove.] I'm just making my lovely wife a hamburger and then going back to work.

Yeah, sure....

[ Eyeing the missing wand near the stove and carefully waddling there, ]

I also think you need a small break and you need to eat something. You know we could always share some carrots.

What? [He laughs glancing at her.] The only fault in that plan is we don't have any carrots. You ate them all last night and neither of us have gone out today.

Like we need carrots.

[ With a flick of her wand the mess on the floor finds it way ]

Are you blaming me for eating all of them? If I recall it takes two to make this. [ Pointing to her stomach ]

We evolved past carrots a while ago.

[He says that slyly glancing at her with a wiggling brow before giving a huff.] That was done without the assistance of carrots. Maybe next time. I'm just saying you go on your carrot binges. You finished them up last night, I'll pick some up later.

Well you seem happy for turning me into a waddling penguin. I haven't worn heels in two months, Regulus! I'm not sure how I've survived.

YOU BETTER GET ME CARROTS.

[He quirks a brow partly amused.] I am happy. And you'll remember you're happy about it too when you realize it's not fat it's a baby. It's our baby.

You survived because you'll beautiful no matter what. Maybe more since all I think about is that tiny sugar-addicted genius you have.

[Rolling his eyes, he drops the patties on a skillet before turning to her.] I'll do better. Carrots and strawberries.

Oh yes. Our precious little sugar addicted genius will be perfect. With your brain and my addiction-- We better watch this kid!

[ waddling behind him and wrapping an arm around his waist. ]

Can you pick me up on more thing?

I am already making a dietary chart that contains very little sugar and caffeine. [He grins teasingly.] Maybe we should put you on it.

[He shuffles slightly against the stove before absentmindedly pressing a hand against her stomach.] What is it?

[ raises an eyebrow ]

Me and our baby will not be following that chart.

[ she giggles into his back ]

Get me chocolate.

You say that now, but then they'll be bouncing off walls and talking loudly all day. You'll beg me for it.

[He continues ducking his head before nodding.]

Only if you promise to share.

Oh sweetie. That'll be your problem cause i'll be doing those things with our precious angel.

--S-sure.

So I need to get a bigger house and ensure I'm in an entirely other wing. Check.

...What's that sure, for? You usually eat all the chocolate before I got a bite.

And leave me all alone. I don't think I can take being far from you.

It's a good thing you know me.

Then you'd at least try to follow the dietary plan.

[He makes a face.] No chocolate for me, got it.