Pathway to the Cabins, Early Thursday Morning

[weetinyreese]

What Rose had said on radio about Kyle and George wasn't a slight against them in the least. It was that she'd taunted them at all and, well, they were bored and needed an outlet

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[guardianborn]

If Rose had been aware of such a plot against her person, she would have been paying more attention as she made her tired way back to the cabins. Just a little bit farther, and she could curl up in her alcove and sleep the sleep of someone who doesn't have to wake up for at least six hours. She was looking forward to it.

[weetinyreese]

"We know. But we're really good at it." Kyle tried to push her off.

[guardianborn]

Rose rolled off him and back to her feet, keeping an eye on both the boys. "First you ambush me for saying you were kissing and now you're telling me how good you are at sucking? Mixed signals much?"

[weetinyreese]

Kyle looked up at both of them from his position on the ground. He didn't really feel the need to move right now. "George? Balloon her." It was the only reasonable response.

[noearsyet]

With a shrug and a grin, George glanced down at the girl and whipped a balloon that hadn't been in his hands a moment ago right at her chest.

[guardianborn]

Rose was too shocked to move for a long moment then she stepped back, trying to brush the oatmeal off her face and just smearing the color around more.

"You two need to get out of here before I kick your asses," she said, sounding totally calm and maybe even a little bit amused.

[weetinyreese]

Kyle rolled forward into a standing position, tilted his head and shook it to get some of the multicolored oatmeal out of his hair. "Breakfast?" he asked George nonchalantly.

[noearsyet]

"Sounds good t'me," George agreed, giving Rose a mocking salute. He started to head down the path to the cabins.

[guardianborn]

"I'm going to get you back, you know," Rose informed Kyle, shaking her head to try to get some of that oatmeal out of her own hair.

[weetinyreese]

Kyle had been walking after George, but stopped and turned. "I know. Make it good." He jogged down the path to catch up with George.