"Hey! Grae! You look like a pig on your pink dress! Hahaha! You better change.." 10years old Fourt, shouted at Grae.
"Yeah, like OH YOUR G! Har har!" 8 years old Grae mocked back..
"Yo! Grae!" He call out..
"Why?"
"Someday im gonna marry you! I swear!" He said and wink..
"Whatever! Like im gonna marry you! And ------ ewww! So gross!" She show him a disgusted-look-face.
"Yeah! Suit yourself.. but im gonna marry you, and we'll have kids.."
"You sucks! You cant even buy me a sundae yet you planned to marry me.. hahahahahah! Pretty much of a fiancé.." she laughs..
''Hahah! Dont worry, tommorow I'll buy you one!"
"Yeah, hopes.."
"You two are to cute to be true guys.." Grae's twin brother Graeg barged in..
"Well, Graeg.. im telling her that im gonna marry her but she thinks its gross!" Fourt explains..
"Haha! Yea,kinda! Grae.. why dont you marry him. Isn't it nice? Having Fourt as your husband.." he said with a huge grin..
"First of all, he's not as cute as my Westlife boys,second.. I dont like his music.. third.. he dont know how to play with a guitar.. lastly i dont like him!"
