Disclaimer: I do not own Vassalord or any of the characters in this story...sadly.
But you know I wouldn't mind getting Rayflo and Cherry on my bed for my birthday it's coming up you know. ^_^
I'm a beginner at this so I suck tell me if you see any mistakes and I'll do my best to fix them. Thanks, love u! PrinceBlack
Twister
"Right hand green."
Charley followed Minea's instructions, bending with a scowl on his face, pressing his cold mechanic hand against the green circle of the plastic maty. He shifted uncomfortably as his diamond cutter in its sheath hanging from his waist dandles against his crotch.
"Master Rayflo, right foot yellow."
Rayflo let out a giggle as he slid his right foot from the red circle to the yellow one. He turned his head, flipping his hair out of his eyes so that he could see Charley. The new position placed Rayflo right between Charley's legs with his butt pressing against the blond's crotch and the diamond cutter.
"See this is why this is my favorite game Cherry? It seems to be your favorite too now! Someone's getting a little excited!" Rayflo grinned grinding his ass against the weapon.
"That's not my-…it's the diamond cutter." Even with his protests Charles could feel his cheeks burning.
" Riigghhtt."
"I've had enough of this. I have better things to do."
"CHERRY, NOOO! DON'T GOO!"
"Why not?"
"Because…you...I…You'll LOSE!"
"…I don't care. Call Rayfell and tell her to come and play with you!"
"That bitch? Hell no! I wanna play with you!"
"Master, please watch your mouth and I don't want to play anymore."
"If you don't play with me I'll…I'll…I'll throw a conniption." Rayflo threatened already flinging himself on the floor knocking over a vase in the process.
" Master!"
"…" Rayflo's eyes widened as he took in the sight of the mess of dirt, flowers, and vase pieces that lay beside him. "…Oooooohh Cherrryyy look what chu diiddd. You'd better hurry up and play with me before you make a bigger mess."
"No! And you'd better clean that up later!"
SMACK! SMACK!
Charles flinched from the loud sound created from the impact of his master's hand and the dirt covered floor. He flinched once again as Rayflo smacked his dirty hand onto the clean surface of the floor on the side of him creating a dirty hand print.
"Cherry! Are you that childish? Creating footprints with the dirt!
"That's a handprint."
"…Exactly. That's what I said."
"But-no. You just sa-"
"No I didn't."
"URRGH Master you're so infuriate- wait, why are we fighting?" Confusion spread across Charles' face as he struggled to remember.
"Because you made a mess on the floor."
"No, I mean, what started it all?" Charles scrunched up his face trying to force his brain to remember.
Opening his mouth to answer Rayflo paused, blinked, and closed his mouth again. He closed his eyes, knitting his eyebrows together pursing his lips in concentration.
"Master, you look constipated."
Rayflo's eyes flew open and the words flowed out of his mouth slowly."I. Don't. Know."
Rayflo looked around the room for clues as to what happened before Cherry made that mess and broke all that stuff. His eyes widened in childish joy as he took in the sight of Minea standing in the corner gripping a twister wheel with the dotted mat laying by her feet.
"Hey Cherry! Wanna play my favorite game?"