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Lol!!!!) - Abby smiled "I, for one, think I was very confident" she raised her eyebrows. "I don't want to leave either" her face burrowed into his neck
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Ryker laughed. "of course YOU were." he answered, smiling a little as Abby tucked her head where it just seemed to fit. However, he couldn't sit up here forever. The bark was rough and uncomfortable.
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Abby could feel the bark leaving imprints on her legs. She lifted her leg to show her thigh. "Look! Ima tree!" She ran her hand over her leg. "Oh well"
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Ryker lifted an eyebrow. "That is my cue." He hopped down a branch, paused to make sure Abby wasn't tumbling out of the tree, then quickly scaled down the rest of the tree and dropped onto the ground. Grass, sweet grass.
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Abby wobbled when Ryelr jumped down. She monkied down after him, dropping from the last branch. She shook her feet to get the blood back to them. "That hurt. It's ok" she gripped onto Rykers arm as her feet started throbbing. Not long after, the pain stopped. "We're good now"
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Ryker stood there with his eyebrows raised in slight concern until Abby said she was fine. "Oookay then. I'm going to run into town real quick to get some stuff. After I walk back at least." He commented, starting to walk back down the path. - (My evil plan is gonna be put in action. Don't have Abby come with him hehe)
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...ok...) - "Whatcha getting me?" She asked. Her gaze was stuck to the pond as it shimmered. "Ima watch the fish. I'm gunna name them or somethin. Maybe take pictures so I have something to paint for the background if another horse! Yeah! That one!" She sat down on the bank of the pond and studied the fish and how they moved.
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Ryker grinned. "What makes you think I'm getting you something?" He asked with a small laugh, then arched an eyebrow. "That might not be a good idea. If you name it and it gets eaten, aren't you gonna be sad?" He asked with a small snort. "Like, sorry Bobby, Lucy was just bigger than you. I'll remember you! I'll even paint you being trampled by a horse hoof." He quipped in a high pitched voice before chuckling. "You have fun." Ryker shook his head, amused, then left the clearing. He jogged back, wanting a refreshing run, then got in a vehicle and drove off. In town he stopped at a hardware store first, then picked up some tools and stuff, then made a secret stop, and finally he went to the small lake and sat on the swing for a couple minutes, thinking. A voice from his past, though not too long ago, echoed in his ears. Adelle. Ryker jumped up, alarmed. The woman was a year older now, with the same blonde hair and pouty lips. She walked right up to him and grabbed his hand. "Aww, so you're married now, eh? That silly girl with the stable I'm guessing? Did you marry her for the horses?" She sounded about as evil as before. "Ryker, I know you still love me. If I would've known you'd grow up to be so handsome I would've been nicer to you. It could be us married." She purred, pressing closer, her lips way to close to his. "You can't ignore true beauty." She whispered, pressing her lips to his. Ryker was so darn stunned he couldn't do anything for about 5 seconds, but he finally stumbled backwards with shock. "A-Adelle!? What are you doing? You said it yourself, I'm married!" He finally exclaimed, his jaw slack from shock. "How could you do that?" He looked disgusted and revolted at the same time. Adelle put her hands on her hips. "How could I do what? We were meant to be together!" She snapped. "No, we weren't! Stop it! Whatever twisted game you're playing this time, stop!" He retorted angrily. Adelle's gaze turned hard. "You're going to regret this Ryker Rivera. I'll ruin your marriage. If it's the last thing I do." She hissed, stepping forward and shoving him backwards before fleeing. Ryker stumbled back and lost his balance, toppling into the lake with a splash. As he surfaced, sputtering, he blinked with astonishment. "What is wrong with her?" He growled, dragging himself out of the water and wringing the bottom of his shirt before driving home. As he stepped out of the car he pretty much dripped everywhere, soaked, while he carried in the food and tools he had bought, along with the one surprise.
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Abby was staring at the pond for about two hour before she finally decided to go home and take a shower. After the trail back, she showered and pulled out a book, curling up on her bing bag chair. She read about half of it when she heard the door open and close. "Welcome back" she called without moving. She continued to read.
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Ryker set the groceries down on the counter and sidled straight to his room. He stripped off his sopping clothes and put on dry ones, coming back out with a slight sigh. "Did you manage to name all the fish?" He smiled faintly at her before popping outside and wringing out the wet clothing.
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