"NO!" Hejaat screamed, wacking her forehead. Raven just arrived home at late sunset.
The two chocobo chicks aquired from the Languas mission were standing before the two, Gukko holding Star-Rise's feet in place and Hejaat (and a bulging bag of treats) were repeating commands at the two chocobos, mostly "Stand, posture... STAND- NO!"
Le Reau Eslante, the chocobo that Raven recieved, was standing in a mocking version of a war chocobo's stance, looking confused but very proud at the same time. It was strange to see the dandelion-fluff creatures as future war-chocobos... But then again...
Reau was having a better time at it than Rise, who was tumbling and looked like a frail puff on stilts. "Kweh..." he muttered under his breath, swaying dangerously.
"Training coming along?" Raven asked, grinning as Reau took another swing at Hejaat's Red Mage hat.
"Er..." Both brother and sister were now pushing and prodding Rise into formation.
"Just working on stances," Gukko explained.
"Hey!" Hejaat squinted. "Are those bruises?"
"HEJAAT!" All of a sudden, Sabina hurtled down the stairs to the makeshift stables, flinging the curtain aside. "THE POT-"
"Oh no! I forgot!" Hejaat exclaimed, hurtling up the stairs after her younger sister.
Once alone, Gukko turned to Raven. "Where were you the whole day?"
Raven grinned sheepishly. "Well, I went to talk to Callypso about the little incid-"
"Raven?" Gukko paled.
Raven held up his hands. "Don't worry, don't worry," he assured him in a soothing tone of voice. "She wasn't home. But I did get beatup by her little sister," Raven rubbed his bruises.
Gukko burst out laughing. "Raven! She's half your size-"
"And kicked me in the you-don't-wanna-know," Raven added glumly.
All of a sudden, the usual cluttering of day-to-day activities were punctuated by a sudden scream and a loud BOOM!
"Ack! SABINA! NO! PUT THAT DOWN-" Boom!
"Don't worry!" Silverlock's voice. "I got it- AARRRG!"
Thane was lying unconscious on the couch, and Rosetta, their only Healer aside from Hejaat, was knocked out cold by the lid of a pot. Wesley was splayed across a game board, whose players, Sharon, Shanon, and Messara, were staring at goggle-eyed.
Hejaat herself was lying upside down on Silverlock, both sporting explosion marks from the pasta sauce.
The Red Mage grinned weakly. "Umm... Let's go to the pub for dinner, shall we?"