“Where are we going?” Mark panted, out of breath.
“My house!” Luna said. They soon had to stop because Mark was tired.
“This is no use!” Luna growled. “With you all huffy we’ll never get there before that bum wakes up again! I guess I have no choice…” Luna firmly strapped her bag to her back.
“What are you going to do?” Mark asked, his suspicion aroused.
“Something that’s going to look really, horribly, terribly WRONG ,” Luna took a deep breath.
“Hey!” Mark exclaimed. Luna had picked him up, and was jumping and racing on the treetops before he could blink.
“Shouldn’t I be the one doing this?” Mark yelped.
“You got no choice, buddy!” Luna smiled.
Mark opened his mouth to say something, but instead got a mouthful of leaves. He spat them out, sitting in indignant silence.
“We’re there,” Luna said, setting him down.
“Nice house,” Mark said appreciatively.
“Safety first, comments later,” Luna pushed him through the threshold.