Ridley furrowed her brows together in deep thought, "Hmm..." She hit her fist against the palm of her hand as an idea popped into mind, "We can use my wings as a propeller and...wait, nevermind." She grimaced at herself, "...Uh oh, we're going to die."
Lazarus grinned at her, "Really? Really? Me? Me?" He kissed her nose.
Ridley closed her eyes and she smiled, letting out a small laugh, "I wouldn't be surprised." She said, as she hugged her knees, her shoulders shook as she laughed and shook her head, "I think that sometimes."
Lazarus slowly steered the yacht around, looking for them. He bit the inside of his cheek. Those two were sooooo dead when he got his hands on them. Honestly, he couldn't turn his back on them for a minute without them causing any trouble!