War

"War?" Quinn questioned, she held the water gun close to hear watching as Huck stood in front of her with a soaking wet shirt. He didn't look nearly as happy as she felt, she backed away slowly before darting around the corner disappearing into the bedroom. His soft knocking turned into insistent bangoing.

"You are not going to like me if I have to keep knocking, Quinn." She giggled on the other side of the door and only made him angrier. She grabbed a chair, she slid the dresser across the room and placed it against the door as he continued to threaten her. "You didn't even have a reason to do that."

"You did forget my birthday." She said and heard him sigh dramatically.

"You don't even remember your own birthday most of the time."

"That's not an excuse, Huck."

"You know I hate those things, when I get my hands on you-" Quinn worried when he stopped talking, if he was silent it was because he was up to something. She clutched the watergun closely as if it could save her. The bathroom door jiggled and she hopped off the dresser and regretted putting the thing there. She was cornered, he opened the door and stood there for a moment before running towards her, she hopped over the bed dodging his first attack before squirting him again. "I'm going to kill you."

"If you catch me first." She rushed through the bathroom, exiting out of the guest room that was adjoined to that bathroom. She didn't hear him and hated that he was so silent, just as she made it to the steps she felt an arm wrap around her waist and yank her backwards. He grabbed the water gun and held it at his side. "I mean… it was just a joke…"

"I hate those things. And I didn't forget your birthday or your present." Huck said, Quinn tried to back away but he grabbed her again. "And this is payback." He sprayed the front of her shirt before placing the gun in her hand.

"What's my birthday present?"

"The thing you've been bugging me about for the past six months."

"You're going to finally shave your beard?" Quinn asked, she took off her shirt and walked towards the bedroom.

"No," He narrowed his eyes in confusion,"New guns. I'm not shaving my beard, yet."