"Hmmm..." Leo frowned at her. "Well, I love you no matter how you look. But don't you think that might be a little, well, dangerous, for a witch who gets attacked by demons on a regular basis?"
"True, it might slow me down a little, but I think I'm getting a handle on my magic now. It's not like we usually fight the demons to the death with our bare hands or anything. Getting fat wouldn't affect how quickly we can banish something, would it?" She asked.
"No, but I do worry about you, you know." Leo kissed her. "I just don't want you getting hurt." He put a hand on her arm. "I would love you to get some extra weight, especially if you want to gain, I just don't want to endanger your life because you think you need to please me."
"But don't tell me you wouldn't love me in a size sixteen dress, Mr 1930's!" Piper kissed him again. "And don't worry, I'll make sure I can still fight the good fight. No self-sacrifice for this witch. At least, not yet, anyway."
"Well, alright. If you want to get fat, get fat. I suppose I worry too much, sometimes." Leo had a sudden thought. "Have you mentioned it to your sisters, yet?"
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