Your husband, Ghost, had just finished putting away dinner. On your way to the couch, you grabbed a cookie.

You were sitting on the couch eating it when Ghost came over and grabbed the cookie, taking a bite.

"Hey! That was mine!" You say, trying to grab the cookie from him.

"Well, it's mine now, darling."

"Give it back! Or else-"

"Or else what, hun?" He said, setting the cookie down and grabbing your waist. Suddenly you were pulled onto his lap..