〝 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒚. 𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒆𝒓𝒔. 〞grime tarnishes his new collared button—up as he tosses and turns in the dirt.〝 both 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 untrue statements, by the way. 〞

a light tune graces the still air. has he passed the vibe check?

a few turns this way and a few turns that way ————— and the cube remains the same. huh.

waggling fingers to offer an old—fashioned handshake.〝 logan. but folks call me foster. 〞inflection is accompanied by a sly wink.

a faux gasp, dripping with melodramatics.〝 oh, now you’re asking for it! 〞long arm, serpentine in motion, attempts to snare his foe in a headlock.

breath comes in strenuous heaves, wearied albeit still laboring to retain his hold.〝 yield already, dakota! don't make me bring out the 𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒌𝒍𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓. 〞as if in warning, hand not around the opposite boy prods at his exposed side.

〝 come on, you can’t beat an apollo kid! 〞fingers waver in the air, threatening to unleash the tickling beast.

most unabashed and self—assured, he speaks with confidence.〝 i 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 so, buddy. 〞and for the cherry on top, reaching to bestow several pats upon dakota's head.

metaphorical white flag waved, he slumps onto the dirt beside him, exhausted.〝 good choice, buddy. 〞

bursting out into a fit of laughter.〝 alright, come on, we've had our tussle of the day. 〞rising, he offers a hand to dakota.〝 let's go cause mischief elsewhere. 〞

pun intended?

⠀ ⠀ ⠀☓ 𝗥𝗘𝗠𝗨𝗦 𝗟𝗨𝗣𝗜𝗡 blood on your lies disguise opened wide ! from the city of * 𝓿𝒆𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒂. ⠀

〝 hm. . . zeus’ cabin? payback to those rich assholes. 〞fingers entertains as a scheme forms within mind.〝 i’d 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 to wipe that stupid smirk from their faces. 〞

very nice.

he can see that ————— he can 𝒃𝒆𝒆 that? . . . maybe he should leave the puns to aristaeus.

banging pots and pans. the answer received is 𝒏𝒐.

unfortunate, because he’s got 𝒘𝒂𝒚 too much energy and needs to pester someone with it.