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With clarification that she was fine, Lucas grinned, flinching away from her fake hit with a small laugh. "Wah wah," he mocked in a baby-like tone. Once again content with the fact Beca never really got angry at him for anything; it was always fun and games. He pushed himself up and held out a hand to help her up as well. "Are we gonna go play in the snow or what?" Lucas flashed a smile as he waited for Beca.

Beca giggled a little at his words and then shook her head as she looked up at him. When she took his hand, she used it to propel herself forward and she wrapped her arms and legs around him, so that he was ultimately holding her. And she liked it. "Yes we are - but this time, you're carrying me!" She teased lightly with a smile.

A loud and dramatic humph escaped Lucas' lips as she launched herself onto him. "You could have warned me!" he shouted as he laughed. With that he effortlessly ran up the steps, two at a time, holding her under her legs so she didn't fall.. again. Their faces came really close together, almost hitting heads with each step. At the top of the steps he bounced her up to get a better grip and took her to her room. "Let go," he prompted as he stood at the foot of her bed, ready to launch her at it as soon as she loosened her grip.

Beca smiled a little as he ran up the stairs and she let out a string of laughter. She loved thee way that their bodies were forced together like this and she bounced happily in his arms, cuddling into him as closely as she could under the circumstances. It seemed that he didn't mind either. When they got to her room, she pouted a little and shook her head. "No!" She whined. "What if I don't want to let go?" In fact, she didn't want to. She never wanted to let go of him.

Lucas raised an eyebrow, slightly confused. "Well..." He trailed, "I suppose if you really don't want to then we can't go outside." Honestly, Lucas' inspiration to suffer the cold of snow was starting to wither away. He frowned slightly.

Beca frowned and then released him slightly and fell down onto the bed, pulling him down beside her. "We can go outside!" She said with a giggle and then nodded her head. "I want to go outside and play like we used to!"

Lucas grumbled as Beca pulled him down with her. "Make up your mind, baby," he said as he poke her nose with his index finger. He sat up next her and smiled, "okay, get dressed then." With that Lucas left the room and less than hustled to his own.

Beca giggled a little at her words and she smiled as he poked her nose lightly. She leaned into him and then nodded her head. "Aye-aye captain!" She giggled and stood with him, giggling. "You go get dressed too, silly!" She smiled.

In his room he ruffled about in his closet, looking for anything that would actually keep him warm. Nothing but an old pair of snowpants much too small; just indicating exactly how long it has been since he and Beca last had their fun in the snow. Settling for baggy sweats over his jeans and a winter coat overtop his sweatshirt, Lucas wobbled back into Beca's room. "Ready?!" he nearly shouted.

Beca had pulled on a few layers of pants on over her jeans, as well as a pair of snow pants that she had from skiing a few times with friends. She later a sweater over her tank top then and then a coat and smiled at him. "Of course im ready!" She said, strutting out, though she was rather bulky with all she was wearing to keep warm.

Lucas laughed at her figure and trotted down the stairs, nearly falling down them for the second time. Outside the sun was still bright and the snow sparkled. He could already feel the wetness seeping through his sweats as he dropped down in the snow and starting quickly making snowballs.

Beca smiled. She leaned down on her knees and smiled, gathering up her own snowball and she threw it across the way to him, hitting him in the back. She collapsed down to the ground in laughter and rolled. "I got you!" She teased.

Lucas grunted as the snow hit his back, "You're a cheater!" Lucas turned around and chucked a snowball back in the direction of Beca while she laughed. Joining her in laughter Lucas pelted her with another.

Beca smiled a little and then pouted, shaking her head. "No that's not cheating! That's just playing to my advantage!" She teased, giggling as a snowball was thrown her way. She threw another, giggling.

Attacking each other with snowballs was getting tiring, and the snow stuck to Lucas' sweats had soaked completely through the sweats along with his pants. He was cold and could already feel his hands and face going numb. He cursed himself for not packing on more layers. "I surrender!" He shouted as he threw his hands up dramatically.

Beca giggled a little as he surrendered. She crawled over at him since she was already kneeling and she smiled, hugging him. "You look cold!" She teased. "And I'm obviously the better snowball fighter!" She teased, kissing his cheek lightly.

Lucas watched Beca as she crawled over to him, noting how pink her nose was. How cute it was. How cute she was. "Yeah yeah whatever, you look pretty cold too!" he released her from the short hug and poked her nose like he'd done earlier. Lucas was more than over the snow business. "Let's go back inside? I'll make you hot chocolate," he bribed with a smile.

Beca smiled a little at him as she poked him in the nose and she shrugged. "Maybe just a little cold." She said softly, giggling to him as she snuggled into his side, shivering a little so that he would keep her close. "Hot chocolate sounds amazing right now!" She smiled, standing with him and grabbing his hand, pulling at him to bring him inside.

Feeling her shiver he smiled, "Okay." He let her pull him inside and stopped just inside the door. Right away he shagged off his coat and shirt. His soaked pants stuck to his legs as he tried to slide them off, hopping on one foot as he did so. The house air already started to warm his body. "I'm gonna go throw some blankets in the dryer," he spoke as he headed off the laundry room, not bothering to take the pile of wet clothes with him.

Beca was a little surprised as he started to undress as soon as they were inside. But she didn't mind. She liked that she got a clear view of his body. She giggled a little and she smiled, watching him walk away. She started to undress after him, even if her clothes weren't so wet as his. She undressed until she was left in her lingerie and scooped his and her clothes up, following after him.