It all started with a girl talk, they swore to themselves.
The prelude to the war came when Mordred threw a pillow when Arturia requested one. The fluffy thing unfortunately landed on the king's face to compliment the knight's low-ranked luck. From there, the chaos began.
Now the whole bedroom was filled with cushion forts, smaller pillows were used as canon balls and bolsters as swords. Rin took cover in Arturia's side since she trusted her more, the other girl cladded in red pajamas seemed to get berserk after a remote hit her head.
"Can you two end your honorable battle?!" Poor Rin screamed in defeat. "We're in a hotel! Our neighbors are probably disturbed, and we still have a whole day to explore London tomorrow morning!"
"A battle between knights should end fairly, Rin! I promise I won't let you down!" Arturia responded as she blocked an attack of a plastic bottle.
"You won't let me down if you stop this crazy fight now! The Holy Grail War is long gone, Saber!"
"This may not be the Holy Grail War, but it still is a war!"
"Father, take this!" Mordred threw a tissue roll this time around, the bathroom accessory flew in horrific speed. Arturia quickly deflected it with her left elbow as she readied the hotel's provided pen on her other hand.
Unable to take the 'small' pillow fight any longer, Rin crawled away. "That's it! I'm calling Emiya-kun!" she declared as she opened the door to reveal the redhead who was fortunate enough to have a room by the end of the hall. Speaking of the devil!
"Hi," Shirou greeted, his entrance ceased all the fight to an end. He sighed at the mess before him. "You're so noisy, the hotel workers were afraid to enter and they had to call me to stop you all."