Disclaimer: All players and portrayers (c) themselves Based on the movie (c) Disney

He had flung ice on her. Unintentionally, of course. He had no idea she was there, but she still thought he did it on purpose. He laughed, kissing her cheek.

'Honestly, I didn't know you were there," he said. They were walking down to an old bar, one which was often found nearly empty.

"Right," she replied, "That was cold." She crossed her arms, shivering at the thought.

"It couldn't have been that cold," he laughed. She shook her head.

"How would you know?" She questioned, "You wouldn't because you're actually doing something on the ice." She answered her own question for him. He shrugged, draping his arm around her as she leaned towards him.

Her hair hung loosely, which he was causing to frame her neck and head with his arm. She smiled at the bar as they entered. He tossed his away carelessly.

"Alcohol?" She asked, grinning.

"Why not?" He murmured, laying himself upon a chair. She waltzed up to the bar.

"Hey, dork," she called, resulting in a man coming out from a door that one would never notice.

"I feel loved," he had muttered back, getting two drinks for her. He laid them on the counter.

"You know you love your sister," she smirked.

"More like the fact that she has a cool boyfriend," he replied. She gawked as his laughter floated across the room at her brother's statement. After a moment of glaring and gawking she had pulled a seat up by his.

"Go away," she commanded her brother. He rolled his eyes.

"You owe me some when you get home," he rubbed his fingers as though he hand money in his hands. She waved him off. He had gone back through the door he came from, muttering something about his 'twisted sister'.

"Well," she started, "Anything else we need?" He looked about for a moment.

"Nope. A drink, a chair, and a beautiful woman. I think I'm good," he grinned.

"I should hope you're good," she retorted. Suddenly she had had a glint of mischief in her eyes, "I think you need some ice, though, yes?" Not waiting for his answer she had gotten a bucket of ice cold water from the bar, and leaned over it, pouring on his head.

"That was cold," he stated after a moment.

"Payback," she said coming back around. He had stayed still until she got close. Before she had known what was happening he had grabbed her and pulled her into his embrace, from which there was no escape.

'You're all wet," she squeaked, trying to get away from him. He laughed, grinning cheekily at her.

"Your fault," he murmured, pulling her closer.

"Your fault," she responded, "You started this, remember?" He smirked at her.

"Then perhaps," their faces were inches apart, "I can end it to your liking."

"How's that?" She asked quietly, before he had met his lips with hers. He asked for an entrance, which she granted. After a good while they had broken apart.

"How was that?" He questioned, grin becoming apparent again.

"Perhaps need a little more of that apology," she smirked lightly as he came back again, causing them both to be lost in a whirlwind of each other's passion.

The long awaited OC. I hope it meets your expectations. :3 I think it's all right. I shall applaud myself for the idea, yes.

Please R&R!

-Piper Brandybuck