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[ continues her trek towards one of the less crowded areas of the school, holding two bags full of (homemade) food close to her chest. when she spots her company for the afternoon she shifts the excess weight to free her hands; comes up behind anthony, reaching up to put her palms over his eyes as she happily exclaims: ]

Guess who~!

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[ starts squealing and giggling at his antics, trying to both dislodge herself from the covers and get away from the tickling/poking at the same time. it's only after some struggling that she pokes her head out, hair frazzled and face flushed. grins despite this, lifting her arms up in the air as if to make some sort of battle cry but instead says: ]

That's it, mister-!

[ & then she jumps on him without another word. ]

[ takes two seconds to look a bit proud: ] Vic--

Eh? GEH--!! [ but because of those two seconds, doesn't manage to dodge on time, falling onto his back with the added weight plus momentum. tries to wiggle away immediately. ]

Mercy, mercy!

[ straddles him, beginning to poke at his sides in retaliation. ]

No way! Suffer, smelly breath!

N-Not-- not smelly--

[ that's about the extent he manages to choke out before he's twitching side-to-side with each poke. makes a small sound that sounds like a dying squeal before he tries to grab at her hands. ]

T-T-Time Out!

[ tries to flail a little when anthony catches her hands, making her bounce and whine a little childishly. ]

No fair!

[ grunts at the multiple impact. ]

Hrk. But. Honey. I'm dying. . . t-think of the owls?

[ just keeps up with it, puffing out her cheeks a little. ]

Are you saying I'm fat!

You're triple zero. Void.

[ ... goes to poke at his sides again. ]

[ twitches away as best he can. ]

Four zeros! Got it!

[ still doesn't look very pleased but she stops anyway to flop on top of him. adjusts herself a little bit, giving a long, drawn-out sigh. ]

Phooey.

[ grunts & shifts some more until he can comfortably breath. looks up at her. ]

For what?

[ smashes her nose against his chest, rubbing her face into the spot. sounds a little tired as she speaks, as if fighting off the urge to sleep. ]

No fun...

[ lifts a hand to rub at her back a little, then gives her a little nudge back onto the mattress. ]

Fun can be had tomorrow.

[ curls up into a ball again, only this time she's tucking herself against him. manages to peek up at him. ]

Like what?

[ grunts again, then rolls his eyes upward to the ceiling in thought. ]

Frolicking through the meadows. Or a lunch date?

[ nudges his side with her head. ]

Date, date~!

[ maneuvers the best he can in their position so that he can also lie on his side, facing her. lifts a hand to give her hair a few light pets. ]

'Kay. We'll do the date.

[ smiles widely at the petting, controlling her excitement to instead say: ]

Get your jammies on first, mister.

[ puffs out his cheeks a little. ]

But honey, I'm busy being comfortable.

[ closes her eyes, seemingly at peace despite her words. ]

I'll jump on you again~

. . . [ stares at her for a moment, as if gauging her honesty, then slowly rolls away from her & off the mattress with a soft thump. gets to his feet & rubs at the back of his head before he goes to where he had left his pajamas this morning. glances back at her, shaking his clothes a bit. ]

I go now.

[ salutes him. ]

Be strong, brave soldier.

[ salutes back. ] Ma'am.

[ & makes a show of trotting out of his room & into the bathroom, only dropping the act when the door closes behind him. yawns lazily as he starts undressing & dressing even when the speed of his movements does not change. eight seconds later, he's back in his room, shoving his clothes into a corner for later clean-up. then shuffles back on over to the bed, wiggling under the covers next to her, giving her forehead a soft bump with his own. ]

Hello.

[ peeks an eye open when he returns, slowly opening the other as another smile spreads across her face. ]

Hello, handsome man. [ pushes some hair away from his face. ] Back from the war already?