"Who is responsible for the state of my attire?" Ezra bellowed after recovering from the shock of being dosed with a water balloon. He had been lightly dozing in a patio chair in Larabee's backyard when he was rudely woken up by a shot of cold water and latex on his chest.
"It was Buck! It was Buck!" JD squealed as he tried to escape the headlock his roommate had him in.
"Not me, I'm the one who nailed Nathan on the head," Buck announced proudly.
"I'll remember that the next time you need patching up." Nathan promised, wiping his face with a towel.
Ezra glared at the man standing across from him. "So it was you, Mr. Tanner?"
"I wasn't aiming for you, Ez. I always hit what I aim at."
"Well, who else could have done such a childish thing?"
With the other balloon concealed behind his back, Chris fought to keep the smirk off his face. He did, however, return the knowing nod from Vin. Clearly his throat, he announced from the kitchen doorway, "Josiah said his chili is done. Time to eat."