[ Fuck the police! She's immediately gearing up to protest the unfair treatment she's receiving...in a lowkey way, because again, she wants to remain where she is. In fact, she's determined to stay there the entire night, because she'll keep herself inside him by force. She'll glue herself down if she must!
Thankfully, his unexpected movement shuts her up before she can go off. And once she sees why he's moved? All those angry noises she'd been making turn into squeals of delight. She's the queen of the garage! Kneel before her, knaves! She'll have her giant mech stomp on any dissenters, and her rule shall be long and prosperous over the car empire!
When he nears the entrance, she seems to get more excited. Are they going to have a long (uncomfortable) journey upstairs like this? Can she crush more knaves? Nope! Before she can ask why he's talking about carrying her, because clearly she's already being carried...that's when she goes flying.
If she weren't so in shock, she'd probably have let out one of his favorites: a receptor-breaking scream. The most she manages is the tiniest of yelps, something that doesn't come out until she's been caught in his arms. And to think she thought actual flying was the scariest thing she'd ever experience with him.
Give her a moment. She's rebooting. ]
WHAT?!
[ There it is! Now she's loud. If she weren't so sore, she'd flail too, but loudness alone will have to do. She won't accept being denied what is rightfully! hers! ]
Let me back in! That's my chest cubbyhole! And if you shove me out again, I'm going to put stickers on you in places you can't reach!
[ One arm isn't too stiff to move now, so she bangs on his chest...with her punching hand again. Owww. ]
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Thankfully, his unexpected movement shuts her up before she can go off. And once she sees why he's moved? All those angry noises she'd been making turn into squeals of delight. She's the queen of the garage! Kneel before her, knaves! She'll have her giant mech stomp on any dissenters, and her rule shall be long and prosperous over the car empire!
When he nears the entrance, she seems to get more excited. Are they going to have a long (uncomfortable) journey upstairs like this? Can she crush more knaves? Nope! Before she can ask why he's talking about carrying her, because clearly she's already being carried...that's when she goes flying.
If she weren't so in shock, she'd probably have let out one of his favorites: a receptor-breaking scream. The most she manages is the tiniest of yelps, something that doesn't come out until she's been caught in his arms. And to think she thought actual flying was the scariest thing she'd ever experience with him.
Give her a moment. She's rebooting. ]
WHAT?!
[ There it is! Now she's loud. If she weren't so sore, she'd flail too, but loudness alone will have to do. She won't accept being denied what is rightfully! hers! ]
Let me back in! That's my chest cubbyhole! And if you shove me out again, I'm going to put stickers on you in places you can't reach!
[ One arm isn't too stiff to move now, so she bangs on his chest...with her punching hand again. Owww. ]
...You're so meeeean!
[ When in doubt, whine like an immature brat. ]