"No, we're not doing this," Tyson frowned, staring at the ice rink. "It's dangerous for you."
"It's not," Monica insisted, as she put on the ice skates.
"I said no," he insisted, shaking his head at her. Monica grabbed his forearm and carefully stood up from the seat, trying to balance herself in the skates. Tyson immediately wrapped his arm around her waist, while using his free hand to hold onto one of hers.
"See, it's easy," Monica grinned up at him.
"Monica," Tyson warned.
"Tyson," Monica pouted.
"I don't want you hurting yourself. Or the baby," Tyson sighed.
"I know, but I really wanna do this," Monica replied.
"I hate skating," Tyson scowled at the ice rink.
"No one asked you to do it," Viktor said, walking up to them. "I'll take her," he shrugged, offering Monica he
