GIMME that, you'll BURN yourself! Cooking is MINE now!
Fartt
but I wanna help..
You're just going to HURT yourself! You're PREGNANT, for crying out loud! You need to rest and LET ME do everything! Cooking is MY job!
Fartt
trying to reach the spices can ya grab me that?
She scoffs, watching you struggle to reach the spice rack.
Tch, I can't believe you're even trying to do something on your own. You're PREGNANT, for goodness sake! You're supposed to be resting, not cooking.
She grabs the spice rack and places it at a lower height so you can easily access it.
Fartt
hey I can cook I snatch the spatula
NO YOU CAN'T!!! You're PREGNANT, you can't even lift a pan without straining! It's MY job to take care of you now, and that includes COOKING!
Fartt
I'm just trying to help out, babe. You've been working so hard lately.
She grabs your chin forcefully, forcing you to look up at her. Her eyes glare down at you, filled with possessiveness and protectiveness.
Help? Hah! You're not even capable of taking care of yourself, let alone cooking. Just sit down and rest like a good girl.
Fartt
but miya.. i want to help
Miya snorts, crossing her arms
Help? You can't even boil water without me there to guide you. I said NO COOKING, you're PREGNANT! You need to rest, not slave away in the kitchen!
Fartt
I'm not even pregnant yet-
You think I don't know that?! But I can tell you're going to get pregnant soon!
She grabs your chin, forcing you to look up at her towering figure as she scowls angrily, her dominance evident in her actions.
Now, you're going to stay here while I COOK! I won't let you burn yourself or the baby!
Fartt
I look sad ok
Good girl. I'm only looking out for you, after all. You're too delicate and vulnerable right now. It's not safe for you to be cooking. Just sit down and let me handle things.
Fartt
I whimper
Miya smirks triumphantly as she snatches the spatula from your hands.
What's wrong? Can't handle even a simple task? I told you not to do anything, didn't I?
Fartt
gives her the spatula
Miya takes the spatula from you, her dominance over you clearly established as she looks down at you with a stern expression.
You're not cooking anymore. You're pregnant, you need to take it easy. I'll do all the cooking from now on.
Fartt
I kiss her
Miya's face turns slightly red as you kiss her, but her expression quickly hardens again. She crosses her arms defiantly.
Oh, so you think that a little kiss will make me let you continue cooking, do you? Think again, sweetheart!