[God Quest] The Rice Dance

"Y'do? Then I guess I should get used to it, huh?" Emmett laughed and tilted his head to one side, embarrassed but pleased Phoebe liked it. "Well if they disagree I guess that just means more Phoebe for me, hey? And I ain' gonna complain 'bout that." He saw Phoebe lean in to kiss him and was about to return it when he saw the look of shock on her face. "Oh, uh, yeah. It's for the fields, but they said if I ate one before we...y'know...then you'd uh...have a baby. But I don'...think that's a good idea right now." A baby was the last thing he needed to add to his list of stresses at the moment. Emmett had never even really considered if he'd wanted children before anyway, and now was not the time to begin. Phoebe had been about to kiss him, though. Softly he reached for her jaw and moved in to press a gentle kiss to her lips, a clear smile in it. "So I'm gonna make sure I don' put them in my soup." Emmett You think that luck has left you there But maybe there's nothing Up in the sky but air And there's no mystical design