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"Okay, you're as perfect as a human can get in MY eyes." Ryker snorted, then lifted his eyebrows slightly. "Yesss. It is very possible. But it means I never actually get annoyed. Just amused." He grinned.
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"Your eyes are a little messed up then" she stated with a smirk. She nestled her head in his chest. She shivered as a stronger wind blew past them. "Cold hands cold hands cold hands" she put her hands in her sleeves "ahhh cold"
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"I know. People have been telling me I'm messed up for my whole life." Ryker rolled his eyes, lifting an eyebrow as she shivered. "You know, we could easily fix your problem..." He trailed off being smiling evilly, which she couldn't see because she was in front of him. Ryker then tipped sideways, grabbed a branch and swung down out of the tree, and while Abby was tipping and flailing (YES YOU HAVE TO TIP AND FLAIL) he caught her. "It's warmer in the car." He sounded smug.
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Lol you know she would do that anyway!) - Abby squealed when he disappeared from under her. "Aww but I don't like the car" she pouted when he caught her. "Can I put my dress on when we get home? Actually. Scratch that. I AM putting my dress on when we get home" she grinned. "Also. What do you have in mind..?"
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"Well we can drive the car somewhere else that is warm. Cars are temporary." Ryker snorted, setting her down. "Okay, thanks for giving me the option" He said sarcastically before tilting his head. "I don't follow. What do I have in mind? About what?"
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"For when we get home. What should we do?" She tilted her head. "I don't know how to get back. " she then grabbed his arm "oh my legs!!! They don't work anymore!" She leaned against him then pulled away "ahhhh!" She giggled as she pretended to faint, pushing him with all her weight
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Ryker slowly, as if in slow motion, shrugged. "I have no idea. You're the special planner. And I know how to get back, so just let me drive." He answered, his eyebrows lifting as she dramatically grabbed his arm and tried to shove him over. "Legs don't just stop working." Ryker half rolled his eyes half laughed with an amused look, scooping her up in his arms. "But if you REFUSE to walk I GUESS I can carry you." He snorted, walking down the hill, towards the Car, and pretty much tossing her into the passenger side. "Homeward bound we go."
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Yayyyy! Ryker finally understands!) - Abby giggled when he scooped her up. "Passenger Princess" she said with a smile as he tossed her into the passenger seat. "SHOTGUN" she said in a singsong manner. "Oh she's sweet but a psycho. A little bit psyco. At night she's screaming oh my my my out my mind. Oh she's sweet but a psycho. So left but she's right though. At night she's screaming oh my my my out my mind" she sang on the way back to the house.
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Ryker predicted a long drive ahead, even though it was only around 13 minutes. He was in one of those funny annoyance stages. His brain was going to hurt, but Abby still amused him. After they parked at the house Ryker got out and opened the door for her. "M'lady... but if you still can't walk, I have arms."
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"Oh dear sir... my legs have perished" she said in a mock British accent, trying to keep a straight face. She was already imagining herself in her dress. Oh how she loved it!
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