Dabbles and Writing practice

"Come here."-Subject Prism and Subject River

 It hadn't even been a week yet. The group that had excepted from hexed Labs was already turning into chaos. Rust and Kin were doing their best to keep everyone calm and moving, they knew it'd still be quite some time before they'd reach a city.

But gods was River getting on Prism's nerves. She inherently didn't like blue dragon girl, maybe due to her being a prismatic and spending so much time with the metallic. River hadn't shut up for hours now. Myth had talked Noctis into carrying her as she tried to sleep, though River had been making it impossible.

Prism let out an irritated sigh. "River," she spoke, the other looking over. "Come here."

River stared at her for a moment. "Why?"

"Just come here."

"No you're gonna hit me," River said, clearly realizing the annoyance on Prism's face.

The others listened to the two, even Silva in the front. He was leading them through the forest. Prism grunted. "Then are you going to shut your trap?"

"But it's no fun to walk in silence."

"It's no fun to hear your obnoxious voice for hours!"

The argument continued for almost ten minutes. "River, I'm going to knock you the fuck out if you don't shut the hell up!"

"Oh yeah? Well I'd like to see you try!"

:Girls!" Rust and Kin had yelled simultaneously. River looked at Rust, her adoptive father, and Prism looked at Kin, her adoptive mother.

"Yes," the girls asked.

"That's more than enough," Kin said, her voice still gentle and patient. She looked at both the girls with a sweet smile.

"Kin's right. We have way more than enough to deal with without us fighting each other." Rust added.

"Prism, sweetie, you should apologize to River."

The rainbow haired girl looked down. "I'm sorry for being a jerk, River..."

"And River, you do need to hush. Just listen to the wildlife for a while, little one." Rust said while ruffling his daughter's hair.

"Yes, papa." She looked at the rest of the group. "Sorry I was being so noisy."

With that the girls took their places near their parents. The group fell into comfortable quite, only the sounds of the wind rustled the leaves and animals going about their lives.