"I think I'm dying."
They all chuckled in various degrees as the fledgling flopped down dramatically on the grass of the part of the garden they sat in today. The third archangel set his book down to watch the fledgling dramatically drop herself over his legs.
"And why are you dying?"
"This is so boring! I was Zaves was back cause then it'd be fun."
The Messenger snorted, "Fun for you two maybe. Who would you prank?"
She giggled and hid her face behind her hands, they smiled and went back to what they had been doing, until three minutes later when she sighed deeply again. The Commander looked up from his own book and closed it. The Morningstar chuckled softly from behind her. He knew the little fledgling well.
"What now, little one?"
"This is boooooring!"
She stuck her tongue out and fell still as if she had in fact died, up until the Healer poked her in the belly, to which she squeaked and curled slightly.
"Why don't we play a game then?"
His brothers seemed to catch on to his train of though and agreed with his idea, "We can play hide-n-seek and we'll come look for you."
"That sounds like fun!"
She jumped up to her knees and he poked her belly again, setting his book aside, and helped her climb to her feet.
"You can have your fun and if we catch you we get to have our fun, deal?"
"Deal! Gotta count!"