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[bellonaborn]

Reyna couldn't help it. She had honestly believed that she would never get to visit Disney World, and up until recently? She hadn't really cared to. But with a little extra money from Hylla and the actual chance to go...

She's like a kid in a candy store, finally letting go and enjoying herself. Turning to him, balloon still in hand, she stopped and raised her eyebrows. "You mean you have princesses to rescue while we're here?"

[peterparker]

"You never know." He grinned back, finally able to catch up a little, and in a truly cheesy move, going to put an arm around her waist and tip her back a little. "Maybe you'll be my damsel in distress. ...Or I'll be yours? Depends on who pukes first on our tenth time riding Thunder Mountain."

[bellonaborn]

Reyna didn't mean to squeal when Peter tipped her back a little. Raising an eyebrow at him, she smirked just a little. "You'll be my damsel in distress, Mr. Hero."

Batting her eyelashes playfully, she stood back up and pressed a quick kiss to his cheek. "C'mon Princess, Thunder Mountain it is."

[peterparker]

Was it bad that he thought that noise was cute? He wouldn't tell her. But maybe it showed, just a little, in the way he grinned as he helped her back up (more goofily, as she caught his cheek.)

"Okay, cool. Which Prince are you? Charming? Philip? That Guy Who Wore a Tunic And Didn't Get To Have a name?" He waggled his brows and kept her free hand in his as they made their way to the roller coaster.

[bellonaborn]

"Philip, he's the only one that did any real fighting. Does that make you my Sleeping Beauty~?"

Hey, she's used to keeping up with this back and forth now. She's not quite tugging him along anymore as they make their way back to Frontierland.

[peterparker]

"If I say yes, does it mean I get to have an impromptu naptime whenever I want to?" Because if so, deal worth taking!

He's still content with following her lead; she is the Prince, after all.

"Maybe if I faint, they'll let us skip the line."

[bellonaborn]

"I don't think that's how it works, Peter," Reyna laughed, trying not to roll her eyes at him in the process. "If you faint, I'll have to kiss you awake and I think they'll still make you go to first aid."

So, by the look on her face? No fainting to skip the line.

[peterparker]

"First aid? Okay, not my thing. The kisses might make it worth it though. Actually, I feel woozy already."

He put a hand to his head, closed his eyes, quirked a smile, and then peeked at her as they got online.

[bellonaborn]

Forget trying not to roll her eyes: She just went ahead and did so at that. "Well that won't do."

As soon as they secured a spot in line? She tugged him closer with the hand that was still in his and brushed her lips lightly and quickly over his. "Better?" she whispered, lips still hovering near his.

[peterparker]

"Mn... almost. That was like, what? The Ghost of Kissmas Past? You're going to have to try a little harder. I'm getting weak at the knees." And he said so loudly, expressly to embarrass her.

If it also embarrassed him? Worth the sacrifice.

[bellonaborn]

"Keep that up and it'll be the last kiss you're getting for a while."

She raises an eyebrow at him, blushing at the loud comment. But to shut him up? A much better kiss.

[peterparker]

Well, that did shut him up. Ignore the totally goofy look when you pull away, Reyna. Hopefully he'll have wiped it off in time for the ride's photo-op.

[bellonaborn]

Reyna's going to opt to look very smug about that goofy grin-- and oh the line is moving. She tugs him along, biting her lip and trying not to laugh at loud at him.

[peterparker]

Once they're to the front of it, he gets into the cart after to her, pulling down their bar. "Feeling snug? Not going to fall out?"

[bellonaborn]

"I'm fine, I promise... You'll just have to save me if I do."

She tried to refrain from rolling her eyes playfully at him... But she was still smiling.

[peterparker]

"Ah, role-reversal. I like it. Okay, on it."

A wink, as the ride began.

"So, we making funny faces for the camera?"

[bellonaborn]

"I think funny faces are a must, yes..."

She's just ignoring that 'role reversal' comment for now. "The stupider the face, the better."

[peterparker]

"Okay, I'm all set then; mine is naturally pretty stupid. Yours is gonna take some work; too pretty. And occasionally, too serious-face."

Believe him, he's a pro at this.

[bellonaborn]

.... If she was blushing, she wouldn't say a damn thing about it. Nudging him a little, she laughed. "Flatterer. Honestly, Peter."

Exasperated? Maybe a little...

[peterparker]

"See? Most girls wouldn't sound pissed about it. Sourpuss." Teased, nudging her as the ride started off.

[bellonaborn]

Reyna rolled her eyes playfully as the ride started with a slight lurch forward. Now matter how many times she rode this, she'd still be shocked and exhilarated every time. "Try later," she laughed.

[peterparker]

"Gotchya. All right, hang on. No fainting." Sitting back, he let the wind hit his face and enjoyed the zig-zagging and the slight drops, silly-face on hand and at the ready for the upcoming photo-op.

[bellonaborn]

Well, silly faces as he'd pointed out? Were not exactly her forte. So, while she was shrieking at the twists and drops, she came up with a new plan...

As soon as the photo op was ready to happen? She managed to lean over and plant a kiss on his cheek. She was definitely becoming more spontaneous because of him.

[peterparker]

...W E L P.

His own plan was dead-on. The face that the camera captured was somewhere between surprise and panic, just south of joy, and just east of bashfulness.

Talk about a picture to put on the mantle.

When the ride came to a stop, Peter just cleared his throat a little, staying in his seat after the bar had lifted and staring ahead. Nope, totally not blushing. He promises.

[bellonaborn]

Success! The bar rose and Reyna was first out, holding her hand out to him to help him out so the attendant wouldn't get cross with him for not clearing the seat fast enough.

"Come on, tough guy. Let's go," she teased.