Watching the calm water occasionally ripple, you and Nikolai sat comfortably on a pier together, fishing rods in hand.

The sun was shining, the sky bright and clear. The water was a beautiful blue-green, reeds, lily pads, and other odd plants on and in the water near the grassy ground. A frog croaked from somewhere nearby.

Overall, it was a wonderful day to spend with your husband– well, "husband" since Nikolai just said, "You're mine now" one day, and you've been together since– but that's fine. So far, everything has been pretty amazing.

Suddenly, your line went taut, and you hurriedly began reeling your catch in. Nikolai watched curiously, fondness lighting his features as he saw your excited expression.

The more you pull the fish up, the more you can see it. It's a big bitch, that's for sure, and Nikolai can see his милый begin to strain under the weight of it.

"Let me, дорогой." He says as he watches you struggle, the massive fish struggling to break free. Reaching for his holster, he grabs his gun. Taking aim, Nikolai shoots the fish, making it go limp and letting you reel it up without problem.

"There. Better, yes?" He smiles at you.