``my feet don't touch the ground...

Kris' head rested on Becca's shoulder as he dreamed of being at home, tucked away from the world in which he lived in. It had been a stressful week; a week that had well and truly driven him to madness and confusion; but also a week that had made him realise how he felt for Becca, how much he loved her. He believed he was blessed to have her around him, and so he trusted her. He put that much trust in her that he was allowing her to run like the wind with him asleep in her arms...now if that isn't love then what is?

After only a few moments of running, Becca had slowed into a small jog, staring around in confusment, feeling some what paranoid. Her arms remained firm around Kris, gaze darting around the area at a quick speed. She shook her head slowly, stopping now as she continued to hold onto Kris, now faintly protective. Noticing the relaxation on his face caused her to smile faintly, but her eyes soon darted around once more. Paranoid... She sighed.

Kris snuggled into Becca, his heat dramatically changing as her cold, icy temperature began to cool him down. He felt completely relaxed and happy...happy to be in her arms. He could sense some sort of Becca's paranoia by the way they were not moving: he no longer felt like he was floating, which caused him to cling on tightly to her and soon he heard rustles and bustles around him. He thought that it was part of the area that they would be standing in, the noise that is, and so he flickered his eyes open, looking up at Becca, her eyes causing him to close his eyes again. As though he had never opened them...

Seemingly zoned out, Becca continued to stare into space, gaze growing steady as she stared directly ahead, the paranoia growing drasticly at that instance. She frowned and took careful steps, doubtful whether to put Kris on the ground or not. Deciding against it, she took yet another step forward, silent as shecrept towards the small bush in which caused her stomach to churn. It's probably a squirrel or something... She repeated this phrase over and over, knowing full well it probably was. The scent didn't seem to be to threatening...but it was the uncomfortable churning which hadn't ceased that caused her to worry.

Kris' eyes kept closed as he was held in her arms, her small movements causing him to squeal silently at each step she took. He twitched slightly as he clung on even tighter than earlier as he noticed her paranoia increasing each step she took. Becca? he whispered, keeping his tone gentle. Why aren't we home yet? he asked, confused as to why she would have stopped here. He finally chose to open his eyes and gaze at her, eyes glazed over as he did so.

In response, Becca placed Kris on the ground, simply patting his head as she crept towards the bush, crouching down ever so slightly as she moved. Animal like, silent, she continued towards the bush, not once breathing as her paranoia increased. It was then her ears picked up on the breath stopping behind the bush, the scent hitting her like a flash. A growl errupted as her foot collided with the bush, a loud yelp echoing out from behind it. She repeated the kick, nostrils flared. MARCUS!!!!!!!! She screeched, the answering response being his head appearing from behind the bush, gaze completely and utterly innocent.

As Kris watched Becca, eyes wide, completely confused by her actions, he felt his body curl into a tight ball. As though he was trying to secure himself from his worries and fears, he felt helpless as he lay there...watching and waiting. And then, he spotted Marcus appear from behind the bush in which Becca's foot had previously been sent flying into. He squealed also and curled into a even tighter ball, not wanting Marcus to notice him. So he closed his eyes, hoping that if he could not see Marcus then Marcus could not see him.

Becca's mind clouded angrily as she attempted to drive another kick at her brother, only to have it hit air as he dissapeared. She scowled and turned around, finding him standing casually in front of her, hands in his pockets. You do know it is rude to kick people He murmured, voice seemingly unemotional as he looked up. Flashing a dazzling smile, he stepped back, managing to knock into Kris. Hm?
Becca's eyes narrowed as she to stepped forward, her fists clenched. Irriation showed as she shook her head in disbelief. ...Do I even want to know why the heck you where behind a bush? She questioned, raising a brow as though staring at a child.
Marcus simply shrugged and found his gaze landing on Kris.

Owie. Kris squealed, startled at the new found pain in his leg. He's looking at me isn't he? he muttered, eyes tight shut. He turned so that he was lying on his stomach, face in the mud as he tried to muffle his fear of Marcus. Becca tell him to go away...please? he begged, sounds barely audible. I still want to go home. he added and hugged the floor.

He really is a pathetic runt isn't he Marcus commented casually as he stared at the back of Kris' head, enjoying the discomfort he was causing.
Becca frowned hearing this and instantly threw a punch at her brother, the connection making a satisfying crack. Don't talk about him like that Becca argued, forcing his form to dodge away from Kris. She stood over Kris instantly, face serious as she crossed her arms.
Marcus rubbed his head, a whine being heard as he scoffed. I'll say what I want thank you very much! He snapped, breathing out.

Moo you Marcus. he said, trying to be defensive, although this never worked as a piece of grass tickled his nose and caused him to sneeze. meh. he muttered and turned around so that he was facing up at the dull sky. What do you want Marcus? he asked, tone slightly whiny but edging on being annoyed. Becca, can we go home? he urged as he kept his attention on a passing cloud.

Becca nodded in response to Kris' question, extending her hand to him in assistance to helping him up. She never once let her gaze leave Marcus as she frowned. What are you doing here? She questioned, truly curious.
Macrus seemingly seemed embarrased as this was asked, his hand soon rubbing the back of his neck as he gazed up at the sky. I wasn' hiding He answered instantly as he stared at the sky still. He grinned and didn't once look back. Technically I should be asking you hat question, seeing as you magically found me He boasted, proudly locking his back on the pair.

Kris blinked, confused still. Do you answer questions with questions or riddles, Marcus? he asked, rethinking what he had just said and blinked yet again. That was a riddle and a half. he told himself and looked blankly at Marcus and then at Becca. Kris took Becca's hand and got to his feet, wobbling slightly as he did this. Thanks. he whispered and focused his gaze on Marcus again. He let go of Becc'a hand and crossed his arms over his chest, in full protective mode...but this mode was so lame for him.

That is for yourself to answer seeing as I simply redirected your question Marcus' grin grew out of plain amusment as he continued to hold his gaze on the pair, determined to show no backing down.
Becca sighed lightly and looked at Kris with a small smile, noticing his change in stance as she shook her head lightly, placing her hand on his arm knowing full well it would help with his still sleepy balance. I'm guessing you where camping out seeing as your not even sociable enough to sleep in your apartment OR you where eating something behind that bush She smirked, happily to see a look of offense cross her brother's face.
Marcus frowned and stomped his foot lightly, hands retreating to his pockets instantly.

Kris couldn't keep up the act and so relaxed his arms down to his sides as he sighed. Are you saying what I think you are saying? he directed his question at Becca. Was he vampire eating? he shuddered at the thought and closed his eyes, hoping to take his mind to a happier place. Actually, don't tell me. I still feel icky, I don't want to know.... he added, and placed his hand in Becca's as comfort. Be happy...be happy. he tried to order himself.