A/N: So my internet went out yesterday and of course it did not get fixed until today. So here Day 1. I had to actually change this, I had something else in mind but this would not stop nagging me to write it.
Thanks again to Desna for creating such wonderful Characters.
"It wasn't my fault!"
"Oh Shit!"
"What the hell did you do?"
"I'm not going down with you idiots! "
It looked like a war zone in the living room. There were so many broken and shattered items it was hard to see the floor in some places. The curtains were in tatters and half hanging off the wall. The arm chair and sofa were overturned.
Things had started out so nicely. It was a cool morning, there was a breeze off the Grass Sea, Mr. Elan had made a big breakfast with everyone's favorite food and was working on making their favorites for dinner, dessert included. Arman was throwing a huge party. The family was complete with 8 children, but at the same time it was not without Zen and Ganier, though they were there in everyone's memory.
Although at that moment it was unclear how many of them there would be after their father saw the mess that was now the living room.
It had all started with Bickslow, so it was all his fault Kaleb and Emzadi pointed out. He wanted to show them the new flips and stunts he had mastered but he didn't want to go outside and thought he could do them just as well inside as outside. He was wrong. But it wasn't all his fault, Vander wanted to prove that he was just as if not more capable than Bickslow at them.
Well…they were good at them, they really were it was amazing watching them practice. But that was outside on their equipment, not using the furniture as stand ins. Nope not so good inside. It didn't help that they started out good and Xally was encouraging them. All of them were, mind you Farron HAD said it was not a good idea but no one listened to him, he needed to relax and not be so serious, they told him.
Now look. If they had listened to HIM, they would not be in this mess and he REFUSED to help. Cristoff was healing Bickslow and Vander. They had panicked when the light had fallen on the coffee table and knocked off the candy dish that had been in the middle of it, right next to the popcorn that they had been eating before this had all started. The loud crash and the sound of glass shattering had startled them to say the least and they lost their balance. But that simple act had set off a chain reaction and now things were in otter disarray and chaos reigned supreme. And their father was due back very soon, no way did they have time to fix anything. At best they could clean up, rearrange and hope Arman didn't notice but since he noticed everything they just barely had time to clean and get healed.
"Do I even want to know what happened?"
"DAD!" they all shouted. They turned to see Arman standing in the door way looking around. Farron wondering why he didn't hear him and he was using his sound magic to listen for this father, so he could leave and not get in trouble because he was in the same room as his idiot siblings. Kaleb glared at him, obviously he heard what he was thinking, but really it was true.
"Is everyone ok at least?" Arman asked. They all nodded. "Just some minor cuts, I ready healed them." Cristoff said as he stood from where he was knealing by Vander.
"Well what are you waiting for. Clean up we have a party to throw". They all shouted and got to work and within half an hour everything was clean and the party was in full swing. Arman looking over his children, smiling fondly, it was never boring and there was always love and laughter.