Hi!

This can be a sequel to Sweet 16, although that story isn't done yet.

More have been written and will hopefully be posted soon so please put me on AUTHOR alert. Thank you so much.

Thank you to my new beta Bow_Girl (on twitter). *Gives you cake.*

And this was WRITTEN BEFORE SEASON 2! Fyi btw.

Disclaimer: I own pasta but no spitfire. Tis very sad indeed.

The Proposal

Wally West and Artemis Crock, age 21, snuggled up on a couch in the cave. Wally snuck his arm around her from behind. He poked her stomach.

"You're too skinny. I need to fatten you up."

"Excuse me?"

"Well how else am I going to eat you for dinner?"

Artemis sighed.

"I'll feed you lots of bread and carbs and ice cream and more. Then, when you're nice and plump I'll marinate you overnight."

"Marinate?"

"Yes, and then the next day I'll eat you. There, problem solved."

"I'm dating an idiot."

"What?"

"One problem Baywatch: you would have no girlfriend."

"Oh. Well how else am I supposed to keep you with me forever? Well plan b then." Wally took a deep breath. "Beautiful I had a whole speech and evening planned out but what the heck, I'll be spontaneous. Sit up love."

As he lowers himself to one knee before her Artemis's hand flies up to her face in shock.

"Artemis Crock, to put it simply: I love you and I should have done this a long time ago. If you say yes I promise the only time I'll try to fatten you up is when your stomach is swollen with our baby."

Wally pulled out a ring.

IF YOU DON'T REVIEW ILL DROWN IN MY TEARS AND NEVER WRITE SPITFIRE AGAIN! (NOT REALLY BUT IT GOT YOUR ATTENTION DIDN'T IT!) PLEASE REVIEW IT MEANS ALLOT!

THANKS! :D