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She didn't care that he needed her cooperation. He'd been crass and crossed a line and she had no intention of boarding his ship and spend a good week with him. Giving him a good piece of her mind she turned on her heel, and stomped off, her nose turning upward as he jogged ahead of her and turned. "No! I do not care what you have to say, you may as well be screaming at a wa-aaAAH!" She let out a squeak as she felt his shoulder press at her stomach, his arms wrapping around her legs as he hoisted her over his shoulder.
"Peter!" She yelled, giving him a good smack or two at his back. "Put. Me. Down!" She demanded.
She squirmed and wriggled trying to get out of his grasp, and froze when she felt a sharp smack on her rear as he sprinted back to their ship. "Did you j--? Did you really just --?" she sputtered, her speech tripping from both his uneven stride and her agitation. But another sharp strike of his hand gave Ariel her answer, causing her shocked expression to turn into one of agitation. Oh, is that how you're going to be, then? She thought, lips pursing into an taut line as she reached down and gave his backside a sharp pinch.