"So that thug was still following us, but then, get this. We jumped out the back window," Greed explained.
"Oh," Sloth said. He didn't sound like he cared.
Never the less, Greed had realized Sloth could make a great conversation 'partner'. Greed got to do most of the talking, but Sloth said just enough to confirm he was actually listening, and it wasn't like he'd tell their siblings Greed was still talking to Ling. That would be 'a pain', after all. It was just a shame he took so long to walk to.
"And that human didn't even try to jump out after us. No he went back to use the front door. By the time he got down we were long gone."
"Such . . . a pain. . ."
"Yeah it was a pain. I think I should be able to steal some alcohol in peace. And now I'm not even going out again for a while. What am I supposed to do?"
Greed sagged dramatically. Ling mentally rolled his eyes, but he barely seemed to be paying attention.
"Sleep," Sloth suggested.
"No. Sleep is what you do. It's not what I do. I sing sometimes. You heard that. Want to learn one?"
"Wait, what?" Ling asked, suddenly paying attention.
"Not the same one as before. The Prince is teaching me a new one."
"Such . . . a pain."
"I'm going to take that as a yes," Greed decided.
"You could've asked me too you know," Ling said.
"Come on, do you actually have a problem with teaching Sloth a song?" Greed asked. He suspected if it was any of his other siblings, then maybe. But Sloth? No. Another reason he was great for conversation.
"I suppose not," Ling sighed. "Alright. Let's get started."
(I like Sloth, wish I could've fit him in more. Sadly, this is the last idea I had. I might add more later, but it's such a slim chance I'll be marking this story as complete. Thanks to everyone who favorited, glad you liked it.)