I think this is the last of the Wessa dialogue prompts I did. Here is more little Herondale kids being adorable.
Dodge
"Do you ever think we should just stop this?" Will asked looking at the chaos in the room around them. Toys were scattered. Books were scattered. There was clothing in a heap. It was a disaster area where there had once been a nursery.
"They'll clean it up when they're finished," Tessa said.
There was a shriek and Tessa and Will leaned apart as a nine year old girl with auburn hair dressed in training gear skidded between them with a teddy bear held in her hand. She held it like a weapon. She should have been hilarious but she was somehow just fierce with her braid coming loose around her face and a little glare on her face.
"Dodge!" she yelled and flung the bear across the room at a smaller girl who was perched on the end of the bed. She did. She dodged and came up flinging a piece of a toy train which hit the shrieker in the knee.
"They're going to hurt each other," Will said.
"I think that's the point," Tessa told him.
"Aren't girls supposed to be the nice ones? Gentle creatures who have tea parties and pick flowers and learn to crochet? Why is our daughter a banshee with terrifying aim?" Will said crossing his arms as he looked out over the mess. He couldn't quite keep the smile off his face.
"It's probably your fault," Tessa said.
"It is not my fault. I am a calming influence on all who know me. Lucie Herondale do not climb on top of that bookcase, you will fall and break your neck," he said and the smaller girl, this one with dark brown hair and flashing blue eyes, dropped back to the ground and rolled behind a toy chest before a rain of wooden blocks could hit her.
"Delia, rules aren't different for you," Tessa added as Cordelia, the red head with the basket of blocks, tried a similar tactic to get to higher ground. She dropped to the floor as Lucie yelled, "Dodge," again and the next round of their mad game started.
"James is probably off reading somewhere, possibly picking flowers, while these two run rampant," Will said. Tessa took his arm and surveyed the battlefield. She shook her head and finally stepped in to call a stop to the game with orders that the room be fit for habitation before dinner. The girls stood in the mass of toys and looked around at it and then at each other in dismay.
"I love you, you little banshees," Will told the girls before they walked away and they both stuck their tongues out in a coordinated face that made Will and Tessa laugh.