"Day three. Food and water supplies are running low. The enemy team is closing in-"
"Vechs, shut up!" a sassy female voice whispers.
"Yeah, you're gonna get us found," a calmer male adds.
"Fine!" Vechs sticks his tongue out and crosses his arm, water gun lying abandoned on the ground beside him. It's midsummer and unbearably hot, so they decided to have a huge water gun fight in the field across from the hotel. Most of MindCrack is playing.
Vechs slowly slips past the bushes, holding the water guns of his blissfully unaware teammates.
-
Nebris narrows his eyes at Etho. The man's fluffy silver hair is slightly ruffled by the wind and his brow creases in concentration.
"Why are you bothering to build a fort? It won't last."
Etho merely ignores him and continues to stack the branches in a teepee shape.
"You better hope Pause doesn't come over here, he'll start a raindance."
This time, Etho looks up skeptically. "First of all, Pause and Beef are probably making out in a bush or tree somewhere. Second of all, even if they came over here, they would shoot us."
Nebris leans against the tree trunk. "Why do I love someone who is so logical all the time?" he complains.
His boyfriend facepalms and continues the fort.
"This is so boring," Nebris says in a singsong voice.
"Then go do something!"
That's just the answer he was hoping for. He leaps up and bounds to the nearest team, which happens to be Doc and Anderz, aiming two water guns at them.
-
Zisteau crouches lower in the tree. Kurt raises his eyebrows questionably.
The man in the Pigman hoodie nods to a figure making its way clumsily through the forest, leaves crunching and twigs snapping beneath its heavy boots.
"It's Vechs," he whispers.
Kurt grabs the trunk of the tree and tries to make himself smaller in his trenchcoat. "He has three water guns," he mumbles. "What do we do if he sees us?"
"Hi Pigderp!"
"Too late for that." Zisteau curses and makes his way down the oak, hitting the ground with a thud. Kurt follows and hides behind him.
"I took these from Aurey and Chad," Vechs explains. "They didn't like my commentary."
Zisteau raises an eyebrow. "So you stole their means of winning the game for them not liking what you say?"
Vechs thinks on this for a moment. "Pretty much."
He hands an extra gun to Zisteau and keeps one for himself so that the two of them have two guns and Kurt has one.
"How come I only have one?"
"You'll be the distraction," Vechs tells him.
