Hello, lovely readers. This isn't much. It's just a little peek into their future.

It was already midnight and the lights on a certain Tagaytay resthouse were still on. A certain former kpop idol and now very in demand composer-record producer was busy stitching on sequins on a glittering fairy costume. Yelps could be heard every once in a while whenever he would inadvertently prick himself.

A slim but obviously pregnant figure joined him and handed him a cup of coffee which he gladly accepted.

"I told you we should have just bought her costume or asked someone else to make it for her." His wife sighed as she settled herself on the sofa beside him. "Let me do that." She reached for the nearly finished costume but her husband clucked his tongue at her and placed the offending piece of glittering gown on his other side, away from his wife.

"No. It's enough that I got pricked because of this bloody costume. I don't want you to hurt yourself. It's nearly done, anyway." He took the cup of coffee and sipped while his free arm encircled his wife's shoulders and gathered her close. He had to have a crash course earlier at making the costume from his fashion designer friends via webconference for this one.

"Besides, you know our little imp would narrow her eyes at me if she found out that I had help." He chuckled thinking about their first born's audacious demands.