Day 4: Pyramid
"Starshine, what the hell are you doing?"
"Hnnn?"
"You heard me."
"Ummmm…"
"..."
"I can explain."
"..."
"You know how we were watching that cheer-leading competition last night?"
"We?"
"Daturas and I."
"Oooookaaay…"
"And remember how they made that human pyramid?"
"..."
"Ok fine you don't but one of the teams did and Dotty really wanted to know what it was like."
"…You do realize you can't make a pyramid with just the two of you."
"Sure we can."
"You've made a pole."
"Pyramid."
"Rod?"
"Pyramid."
"...Shaft."
"Pyramid."
"Starshine, you're on all fours with Dot on your back. I think I'm being generous not saying you're both just playing pony."
I'm a cheerleader! said plant interjected.
Cobra forcibly stopped from rolling his eye. These women, and he used the term loosely most of the time, were all sorts of bat shit crazy, but he fucking loved them even if the one was stalling his relationship with the other. He was starting to think Daturas was doing it on purpose...
"Fine, you're a cheerleader on top of a pyramid," he conceded beneficently.
The answering smile and cheers was well worth playing along. Fuck he was a lost cause.
I know, I know, this one was incredibly short but still enjoyable, right? The following days are longer I promise. - Blas