"And you're a shrimp, I don't have to listen to you!" Aria said as she shot up and kicked Steven in the shin to exemplify her point.

Steven fell to the ground, holding his shin. Groaning in pian, he noted that he was, I'm fact, right next to her feet now. Although his earlier point was still prove. He wasn't smelling them, nor was he asking too. Instead, still on the ground, he asked. "Why did you do thay?" His voice rose a bit. "Do I need to call your mom already?"

"Shut up shrimp...!" Aria said bluntly as she sat down on top of his back like a chair. "If anyone's gonna be dishing out orders it's me!" she declared.

"Oof!" Steven bit out as the heavy weight of the girl trapped him to the ground. He knew that she probably was not that heavy in actuality, but to him she was an immovable boulder. "Get off!" He commanded, refuting her. "You're being very immature. I was hired to watch you. I'm going to count to three and you better be off by then. One..." He began.

Aria simply smirked and continued to sit rather comfortably on his back. "Or else what? At this point it looks like I'm more qualified to be in charge than you shrimp. You can count to infinity and I bet you won't even be able to get be off..." she dared.

Steven's face was red in embarrassment. He was being overpowered by a ten year old. As she disregarded the counting method, Steven wasn't sure what to do. "Just let me up! You're not some queen!" He said.

"Hmm, Queen Aria...sounds pretty nice to me..." Aria said with a grin as she thought about it. "Now...to answer your first question, no I didn't eat, so carry me to the kitchen...!" she ordered, sitting on top of Steven as though she was riding a horse. "Come on! Up!"

Steven growled a bit at her cocky nature and gaped a bit when she adjusted her position, ordering him to carry her! "I'm not going to carry you to the kitchen!" He denied, trying to get up. Shaking,he managed to get on all fours, but his lack of strength and her tight grip prevented him from getting away.

Aria managed to keep her balance, the minor shaking as if she was riding an actual horse which caused her smile to increase in size further. "C'mon do it! Giddy up!" she ordered, giving her 'baby sitter' a swat on the rear to get him moving.

Steven was growing more irritated, however his fury was disrupted when the ten year old smacked his behind. He stilled, the action stunning him. After a few minutes though, he regained himself. "No, I'm not carrying you, not get off."