Gintoki swished the coconut in his hand lazily, watching the liquid swirl around in it. He couldn't decide if he wanted to drink it or not. At this point, he didn't think it would matter much. Rika glanced up at him, looking half-asleep and sitting with her back against a tree. There were coconuts everywhere, some half broken, some just with holes in them
( ... )
She was definitely blushing. Did she always do that when she was happy? Kneeling down on the grass, it looked like her hair was bigger than she was. From the right angle she could have been a giant hair-monster. Or a Tangrowth. If they could be blonde. Ruby snickered at the thought, but when Rima glanced up at him he whistled innocently
( ... )
Rima glances up from her comic book. Surprisingly, the library actually has some safe stuff, and Rima had escaped with the good books, relatively un-traumatized. She points across the room, and looks over to Amu. “I’m cold,” she announces. “Bring me my cloak.”
Amu frowns. “Why should I do that? You’re closer.”
“Because I asked you to, obviously. I’m busy.”
When she gets no response, she tosses her pillow at the taller girl. Amu sighs, and tosses is back lightly. But Rima huffs and throws it harder. This repeats for a while, until finally they’re both throwing either pillow, and dodging. Rima is terrible at dodging, while Amu mostly escapes easily.
“Stop dodging!” Rima demands, stomping her foot. She throws another pillow, and sees Amu let herself get hit, laughing. She gets as far as “I said,” before dissolving into laughter herself. The pillows are not full of feathers, but there are bits of cotton strewn about the room, and the beds are all messed up
( ... )
She thinks he is far too young to be acting so coldly. Children are supposed to laugh and play, especially at festivals. Even the adults laugh and play at the festivals, and they always knew what would follow
( ... )
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Amu frowns. “Why should I do that? You’re closer.”
“Because I asked you to, obviously. I’m busy.”
When she gets no response, she tosses her pillow at the taller girl. Amu sighs, and tosses is back lightly. But Rima huffs and throws it harder. This repeats for a while, until finally they’re both throwing either pillow, and dodging. Rima is terrible at dodging, while Amu mostly escapes easily.
“Stop dodging!” Rima demands, stomping her foot. She throws another pillow, and sees Amu let herself get hit, laughing. She gets as far as “I said,” before dissolving into laughter herself. The pillows are not full of feathers, but there are bits of cotton strewn about the room, and the beds are all messed up ( ... )
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