Nya carefully ripped the wrapped label off the plastic tin and popped open the holiday sugar cookies covered in that gross, sickly sweet icy that Walmart loved to use.

The park was nice this time of day, a cool breeze brushed the leave in the tree's and rustled you and Nya's hair. The sun was at its highest in the sky, not a single cloud obstructing its light, and there was the faint sounds of other people and couples walking about, it was a good day for a date.

It was a tradition at this point, for the two of you to eat the cookies on valentine's day. Sure, Nya didn't really care for them normally but she knew you liked them. Plus, she couldn't help but think that the way her partner's eyes lit up at the sound opening was adorable.

She chuckled, holding one out for you. However just as you were about to take it she pulled back, a grin on her face.

"Nah-uh-ah," Nya started, holding the cookie away from you. "I'll give it to you, in exchange for a kiss, rain drop."