Belle screams as she falls in a hole covered by leaves. "Belle? Belle, where are you?" Stiles called out before he takes a step foward.

"No Stiles watch out!" She yells but she was too late, he already fell in the hole.

Belle groans and runs a hand through her hair. "Ok, ok, I'm going to pick you up an-"

"Pick me up?" Stiles interrupts Belle. "Pick me up? I'm the man here."

"Oh yeah, with what?" Belle says picking up Stiles's arm. "These noodle arms?"

"What a great way to build up my confidence," he huffs. "No really, I'm feeling really great about myself."

Belle rolls her eyes and puts a hand on her hip. "Do you want to get out of here or not?" She asks him in annoyance.

"Of course I want to get out."

Belle nods. "Good," she say bending down and cupping her hands. "Step on my hands."

"I'm not stepping on your hands," Stiles tells her.

"We can't get out of here if you don't."

"Why can't I just pick you up?"

"For the love of God, just step on my damn hands!" Belle yells in frustration.

"Okay!" Stiles yells back before stepping on Belle's hands. "This is so embarrasing," he mumbles as Belle lifts him up. "Okay," he says grabbing the edge of the hole. "Alright, I'm up," he says pulling him self over the edge.

"Wait, hold on, I think I'm gonna--Ahh!" Stiles yells as he slips down, falling perfectly into Belle's arms.

"Hello, princess," Belle smirks.

"We never speak of this," Stiles threatens her.

i have absolutely no idea, i really don't
i was watching Pitch Perfect 2, the scene where becca gets trapped in the bear trap, and BAM! i suddenly had this written down.

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