"HANIEL!"

Their captains yell from down the hall has them all turning to look at the one in question, his eyes have gone wide, and his face a paler color, as he pushes himself up with a curse to make for the exit. His timed prank had gone off too soon, and just after his captain had gotten out of the washroom, it was not the timing he was waiting for and he knew when it was time to book it for the exit.

When their captain appeared in the doorway, he took one look at his face, a expression that he recognized from his own fledglinghood, and ran down the steps as quickly as he could. He could hear the sound of boots following him, and he tried to book it across the training field as quick as he could, but he was never quick enough to out run his older brother, and thus, is tackled from behind rather quickly.

They fall to the grass, tumbling over the field gently against the rough undergrow, Haniel struggles to get out from under his brother, he truly does, he reaches out with both hands and digs in the soil in his attempt to escape. But his brother lays over him, a heavy weight, and he quickly gains a startled shriek from the Power under him as he digs his fingers into his sides.

"Nis, no!"

His fingers move up to his ribs and he jolts, digging his fingers into the grass under him.

"Did you forget so soon, baby brother, what happens when you prank me?"

He tries pulling himself free again, and the fingers attached to his ribs move inwards slightly, causing his arms to give out and shriek again, "Nihihihis! I'm nohohot a bahahahaby anyhyhymohoroe!"

"No?" he chuckles into his ear when he makes the younger Power jolt again, barking out a bark of laughter, and struggles completely gives up as he instead tries to curl into himself. "You'll always be my darling baby brother, won't you?"

They had been raised together, Nisroc the elder to the young angel currently under his mercy, they had been quite close while growing up, grew apart slightly as the elder was quick in promoting through the ranks, and it had been at the elders recommendation that the admittedly, light of the Powers be inducted.

"Nohohohhoho!"

"Oh," he chuckled in his ear, "I'll get you to say it." He wraps his arms around the younger Power's waist and turns them over onto their backs, and he digs his fingers into his lower belly, Haniel jolts again, arching his back against the older Power's chest, shrieking brightly at the attack, and tries to squirm free of his new position only for his older brother to wrap his arm around his waist and dig his left fingers into his hip, bringing about another bright shriek from.

"Say it," Nisroc is smiling, he can feel it from above, these moments between them are so rare these days "Say you're my baby brother."

A bristled chin, one from a beard, buries itself into his neck. There were two spots that he could never stand anyone going after; his lower belly and his neck. Those were his worst places. And Nisroc, being his older brother, would know all about it. He gives high pitched intermittent shrieks at the feeling, as a nose presses against his neck, lips pressed just behind his ear, and he loses it, absolutely loses it. His shoulder scrunches up and he tries to get his words out but it's a struggle when he can't focus on it because his sole focus is to get him out of his neck.

"I…I'm…Nis stohohohop!...I…I ca…."

He feels his brother pull away and he takes in breath after breath, his eyes are watering, but they meet his older brothers when he presses their foreheads together, "Say it?"

He nods, huffing, despite his position, "I…I'm your…your baby brother."

The elder smiles at him, pressing a tender kiss to his temple, "Damn right you are." And buries his face back into his neck.

"Nohohoho! Nishihihihis!"

He reaches for the older Power's hands, and as recompence for his trying to escape his grip before he was allowed to, he dug his fingers into his lower belly, chuckling when he screams in laughter and arches again.

"I sahahahahaid ihihihit!" he squirms, shrieking brightly as though he was a fledgling again playing with his older brother, "I sahahahahaid ihihihihit!"

"Oh, I heard you," he stops to speak, doing so into the skin of his neck because he knows it drives him crazy, "I'm just reasserting my role as your big brother."

"I know it! I swear!"

"I don't think you do," he rubbed his chin in the spot just under his ear and he shrieks again, "Considering that you just pranked me."

Haniel looks up at him, and their eyes meet, "I'm sorry?"

He chuckles again, "No you're not." He digs into his belly again, "I can see it in your eyes." He can feel his younger brother go stiff in the preparing for another attack, "So I'll keep going until you truly are." And he digs in again.