“Hey Excalibro come over here.” Frost was walking the halls when he noticed his brother on a nearby perch staring off into the void, such a mesmerizing sight. He began to head towards the stairs to meet him halfway
“Hmm?” The familiar voice caught his attention followed by a hiss. He loathed the nickname but would see what he wanted. He left his perch headed down the steps to intercept him. Just as they met, Excalibur froze when icy finger tips gripped his face and began to tug and push on his face. He quickly realized his mistake.
“Don’t…”
A chuckle escaped Frost lips before he threw his head back, opening his maw wide, and made a series of odd noises and screeches. “BROOOOOO!” He exclaimed.
Excalibur’s hands twitched and soon began to hiss. Anyone that knew the two knew what would soon follow.The usual shenanigans of brothers.