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You shook your head, trying to suppress the laugh that was starting to erupt from your throat. "No, Peter, I'm not calling you that."
"Hey, you owe me that for trying to kill me!" He exclaimed, trailing behind you. The path was clear that you two were heading back to the ship.
"I'm only taking back what's mine," you retorted, shoving the orb in the pocket of your jacket. At first, it was weird how big your pockets were, until you realized you had Peter's jacket on.
"Fine than give me my jacket back." You turned towards him, slowly peeling the jacket off your back, making sure to keep the orb with you. Throwing it at him, you slowly backed away into the small hallway, giving him a little, innocent wink.
Peter sighed, following you. "You're the worst. But I'm dating you, so I guess that makes me the worst, too."
