Date: 2009-12-26 03:33 am (UTC)
He tilted his head, pretending to be in deep thought over her comment. Then he moved quickly, half-tossing Song over his shoulder and picking her up, ignoring any protests she would make. "At the end of the day, I'll just have to go for the old Neanderthal move and drag you off."

He quickly crossed the space between the couch and the tree before setting her down. "You just want me to get a bunch of pine needles in my hair looking for this, don't you?"
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