"Bloody hell, Grace, what did you do to my baby?"
Grace cursed quietly at sound of the voice. Chucking her spanner out from under the ship she pulled herself out after it and turned to confront the speaker.
"It ain't your baby Gaz. If it's anyone's baby, its mine."
"Its our baby, Grace. Im the awesome, fun, good looking dad..." Gaz ran his fingers through his dark hair and flexed his muscles "And your the bossy, annoying mum who does the boring stuff to keep the baby alive.... what did you do to my engine?!!!" Gaz looked at the array of parts scattered around the open engine compartment of the vehicle "oh God, you killed it, didn't you? You killed my baby!"
Grace rolled her eyes.
"A, its an inanimate object, it can't die, B, its MY baby, its MY ship, and C, I upgraded the engine. You know, so now it doesn't make that awful hissing, scrapping noise when it lands? Geez, Gaz, cool it will ya? I think you overheated your miniscule brain again."
Grace flicked her caramel curls off her face and stared up at Gaz, challenging him with her stormy grey eyes. Even though she was shorter than him, she still managed to be intimidating. Gaz stared back, both refusing to break eye contact.
"Grace, Gaz, quit lolly-gagging and get that banged up crate moving! I need this delivery done by nightfall!"
The shout broke off the staring contest as both friends glared at the speaker.
"Did your dad just call our baby a banged up crate, Grace?"
"No one calls our baby a crate and gets away with it."
Grace and Gaz smiled evilly at each other and began to load the craft, chatting and joking about revenge possibilities.
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