Balls
"What in the hell?" Edmond stared at the absolute chaos in what had once been one of the mansion's most quiet, peaceful living rooms with a shocked expression, Olivine behind him bemused as well.
Eiden's head popped out of the undisturbed sea of plastic balls, a big grin stretching from cheek to cheek. "Edmond, Olivine! Join us!"
"Us?"
Aster and Morvay's heads also popped out of the balls, alongside Garu and Blade.
"Of course it's you five," Edmond pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration, while Olivine chuckled fondly behind him. "We have important business-"
"One of us, one of us," Eiden quietly cheered, the others joining in as they managed to move their way towards Edmond and Olivine. They looked for all the world like little sharks.
Morvay and Aster were the first to reach Edmond, and they dragged him kicking and screaming into the ball pit, Morvay at his arms and Aster grabbing his ankles. They worked hard to submerge the fighting knight in the balls, until only his hands and feet could be seen.
Eiden turned to Olivine, who was watching the proceedings with an amused smile. "Will we be forced to drag you in as well, your holiness?"
The priest chuckled, carefully stepping over the little barrier separating balls from the corridor. "I think I would prefer to enter of my own volition." He smiled brightly at Eiden, who couldn't help but laugh as well.
"Yeah, I think Fighty McFightPants figured that out."
"So how did you even-"
"AACK! RELEASE MEHEHE!" Edmond's shrill scream interrupted the two's conversation, and they whirled around to see that the knight had been attempting to leave the pit. Aster, however, had managed to grab him, manicured nails skittering all over a trapped foot that had lost a boot. Morvay, as usual, wasn't far behind the vampire, quickly grabbing Edmond under the arms and going to town. "NOHOHO!"
"Ooh, are we playing?" Blade perked up, pouncing on Garu. "Come on, Garu-Garu!"
As Blade and Garu started a (one-sided) tickle fight, balls flying everywhere from flailing arms and legs, Eiden turned to Olivine with a mischievous glint in his eyes.
"O~livine~," he sang quietly, and an involuntary smile tugged at the priests lips.
"Yeah?"
"I'm~ gonna~ tickle~ you~"
"Is that so?"
Eiden grinned, but then his mouth opened in shock as a green ball hit him gently in the nose. Olivine laughed as he waded carefully away, the noise practically lost in the noise surrounding him.
"You'll have to catch me first!"






