[the video feed opens to dim room. or- not even really that. you can't quite call it a room, it's too /small/. and the walls appear to be made of...
...cushions. and sheets. and...
...oh, look. it's the inside of a pillow fort! complete with two young robo children, one of which is dutifully typing away at a computer, seemingly oblivious to the fact his Device has managed to roll off and start recording of its own accord. the other one is...well.
stuffing herself with candy and already well on her way into a full-on sugar rush. The animated scribblebots can only distract her for so long. Rummaging through the pile of candy wrappers and finding only a snoozing scribble!Bulkhead under the scraps, Sari frowns as the sweet supply appears to be tapped out.]
...Raf. Raaaaaaaf.
[he looks up, blinking once]
Hm?
[She fidgets, twisting a bit of the scrap between her fingers until she can flick a gumball wrapper-turned-folded-football over his laptop screen and into his lap.]
I'm booored. There's no more candy!
Well, I brought most of what I had left....
[Which means she ate waaaay too much, but she'll never admit it. Instead, she jumps up, sending wrappers and scribbles scattering everywhere.]
Ugh! Well come on then! We built this awesome fort, and we're not doing anything with it!
Just give me a minute, okay? I want to finish writing this! [and he looks back down, typing quickly. we're talking turbo speed barely pausing as one of the scribblebots lands on his laptop]
But you've been typing on that all daaay! We can't even watch a movie with you doing that!
[his eyes move to another part of the screen] It's only been...[blink] It can't have been that long?
Oh, it so has!
[And...her grin turns a bit evil. Slowly, she leans down, snagging up one of the spare pillows she'd been sitting on. The scribblebot is perceptive enough to let out a word-bubble filled with only exclamation points, and leaps away from the laptop.]
[Raf is only barely used to those, blinking at the word-bubble before turning to see what it's surprised at, and then his eyes widen] You wouldn't!
I would!
[And she pounces with a girly shriek, swinging the pillow right at his head.
...Glasses? Laptop? WHO CARES!
to which Raf yelps, and promptly slams the laptop shut, ducking to protect it and - well, to AVOID THAT PILLOW]
SARI! Not fair!
Totally fair! Everything is fair in pillow fights!
[And she doesn't hesitate to swing again, bapping him on the back of the head and ejecting a good dozen feathers from the ratty thing in the process.
At least let me put my laptop away-!
[he's not waiting for her to give him permission, quickly sighting a cushion to shove it under for protection and diving to do so.]
Nope!
[She giggles, not worried about it in the slightest, instead upping her attack into frenzied swinging. Bap! Bap! Bap!
Raf only takes this abuse for so long, though; he manages to grab a pillow of his own, knocking over a couple in the process, and using it as a shield for a second or two before swiping at her legs.
unfortunately, the action ends up knocking some of the other cushions loose, and they fall - some on the Device, blocking it from view. there's the sounds of the pillow fight continuing before something knocks said Device off] | |
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