[God Quest] The Rice Dance

"I guess I gotta keep an eye out for this Bastien, then. Tell him to stop lyin' about my girlfriend." Emmett grinned with an over-acted shaking of his fist, never having heard of this guy but thinking him quite the idiot already if he didn't see Phoebe's merits. He certainly had no intention of eating the leaves now, but he would not plant them all right away either; one for this years harvest and one saved for another year of struggle, but the last...he would keep it just in case. He was sensible enough to know it could be many years, that it could even not be Phoebe (though he hoped it would be), but he wanted the option of guaranteed children saved now that he had it. Kissing Phoebe was becoming easier the more he did it; he had begun to learn how to tilt his head, how to do the things that made her smile. With the lingering mood in the air he dared to take it a little beyond chaste put his hands on her hips, opened his mouth. Shifting his body more towards hers he wondered if this had been Phoebe's and Frey's plan all along; if it had been it was one he would willingly play into. 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