<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=9845.msg589577#msg589577">Quote from: Swedish Steel on 03-05-2008, 19:42:50</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Augh, not der Glockenspiehl! The boys don't like cold!" Io yelled, doing a frantic and rather humerous dance on the spot, trying to get the snow out of his pants.<br/>"You!" he said, glaring at Lily, "I will get you back, mark my word. And us satyrs always makes sure the punishment fits the crime." She might be imagining it, but she thought she saw him wink at her. Either he wasn't as mad as he seemed, or he was already looking forward to getting her back...<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Lily Grinned, sticking her tongue out at him.  He didn't seem quite so... threatening... at least not dancing about with snow down his pants.  Still, the memory of moments ago, him pressed up against her, the scent of him, his warm breath against her cheek... She shook her head clear of the thoughts as best she could.<br/><br/>"Silly Goat boy.  Don't you even think about it! Besides, shouldn't you be working on a charm to fix the engine or something?  And while you're at it, how about one for Hot chocolate?" Keeping an eye on him, she backed away, not sure she liked the glint in his eyes, trying to keep from giggling again.