Grp. 4- "It's not fair!"
Robin thought all of this quite preposterous and unneeded, but he knew he should indulge the princess as best as he could, and still wondered if he should slyly let her win the bet to content her.
That plan flew out the window with the next mini game they started.
The tactician liked to think it was pure luck that made his first ball hit the cup right on the dot. He let out a small cheer at his aim and threw a couple more for good measure until he remembered the princess and winced. When he saw the princess had scored little compared to him, he felt even more terrible nonetheless and tried for a sorry smile.
All Lissa could do is puff out her cheeks in irritation. How in the heck is he beating me at something like this!? Maybe I am just underestimating his skills now... She trailed off in her thoughts then suddenly gave Robin a grin in return. No way am I doing that. I just know I can do just as well as he can! She tried aiming at another cup and this time actually succeeding. As much as she wanted to squee out in happiness, Lissa knew that this was just one cup compared to many that Robin was able to hit. Right now, there was no time to get caught up on cheering. "This is only the beginning, so just you wait, Robin..." She sounded a bit threatening with her statement, but it was all out of good fun. After all, her fellow comrade next to her was more of a rival than anything else right now and she knew she wasn't going to just stand there and let him take a win!












