A touch of evil, but mostly something light-hearted (well of course, Hay Lin and Irma..). Enjoy!
"Don't be a dolt." Irma grinned after the words had tumbled past her lips as Caleb pushed the door open behind Hay Lin, who ignored him, looking up from her vast attempt of 'fixing' the ancient VCR so that she could force Irma to watch her 'awe-inspiring' third grade backing in the fourth grade's Sound of Music. Hay Lin was still convinced that it was due to immense talent, but years back Irma had confirmed by means of Cornelia that the year had just been short one tree on the day. Hay Lin hadn't actually been meant to sing. "I think your slink has kinked."
"Wh-"
"Well I don't think you're playing with a full deck." Irma raised a brow as Hay Lin accepted the challenge, and didn't dare let herself look at how puzzled Caleb must have looked.
"You're a few clowns short of a circus."
"Your cheese has slid off your cracker."
"Your wheel is spinning.. But the hamster's dead." That got her. Hay Lin looked blankly at Irma and Irma could only wait for the call of victory - Hay Lin's admittance to defeat. This game never got old.
"You're dumber than a box of hair."
"Wha..." Irma let the word trail on for a few seconds as Caleb stared at her blankly and the corners of Hay Lin's mouth rose in sheer delight. Irma couldn't believe it.
"I WON!" Hay Lin never won. Never. Not at this.. The tiny frame of a girl began a celebratory dance that Irma was too stunned to insult, and Irma took long seconds before her oval-shaped mouth snapped shut and she folded her arms; her nose turning to the air.
"That wasn't even a real insult."
"I won!"
"I mean, I didn't technically say anything."
"I won!"
"I mean... What kind of an insult is HAIR!"
Irma pouted and Hay Lin's eyes shimmered with innocence. "The winning kind."
"I'm not even going to bother.." Caleb raised his hands and began backing out of the room in attempt to rid himself of the madness, but even Irma couldn't help laughing at Caleb's almost scared features when Hay Lin whipped around and poked a finger into his chest.
"YOU!"
...
Lord Cedric walked the halls with assured ease - he'd never been this way before, but was quite sure that he'd know what he was looking for when he saw it. Even murmurers weren't here. "Where.."
"Ah.. Now that would be telling, mon Princess. It's a surprise." His smirk raised to a smile when she didn't coment on the 'my', and Cedric then let his fingers lead as his hand slipped down to the crook of her back. A young girl on the borders of woman-hood. He was surprised that Prince Phobos could call her ugly, when the thinner, hesitant frame of the little redhead seemed to amuse him so.. "But you'll see soon enough."
...
"Me.." Caleb raised an eyebrow, looking down to the girl filled with so much raw energy that he actually felt an initial unease when she'd turned around and frowned at him. Hay Lin rarely frowned, though when she did, Caleb had quickly realized, it was generally over the fact that he dared pour himself her cerial, then not even have the manners to eat the sickly chocolate flakes. It was safe to say he'd never done it since he tried them.. Possibly something to do with his distaste for them though.. "What did I do?"
"What did you do?" Then Caleb scowled as Irma asked him the question and suddenly understanding came to him. Girls fought for girls. He shouldn't have let Will go upstairs alone. "She said for me to tell you, that you are a pig and.. Something long and boring to remember, though witty to hear."
"Wow.." Caleb grimaced, wanting to slam his palm against his forhead, except that he'd learned that Irma was nearly as bad as Will, and he wouldn't get away with cheek when she was already being fency. "I'm so glad I got that message."
And then Hay Lin poked his chest again, full pouting lips to go with knitted eyebrows that showed her supreme attempt of being assertive. "You go and apologise right now, before.."
"Before?" Caleb challenged, urging himself not to smile as she screwed up her face trying to think.
After a few minutes Irma looked up. "..Befooore..?"
"Before.." Hay Lin frowned, still trying to look hard and failing miserably. "Before Irma does something really bad to you."
"WHAT?" Irma had jumped up to standing, and Caleb grinned at how presumptuous the threat had sounded, and how offended the water guardian seemed to be by that fact, though his smile faded when she calmed and grinned evilly. "Yeah.. ..I'll set Cornelia on you."
