Camp Shenanigans, Wednesday, May 22, 2019

[sith_happened]

If you thought a small thing like "the entire park being covered in water" was going to stop Anakin, well, you hadn't spent much time with him.

There were rafts scattered throughout the area, some decidedly more sturdy-looking than others. A giant one was holding up the normal risers but looked pretty tippy, so Anakin had lashed a few others to it with blankets if people decided against swaying quite that much today.

There were other floats scattered around in a pattern with giant galvanized buckets and folded baby blankets on them, too. Do you have a bad feeling about them? Because you should.

"Today," Anakin yelled through the bullhorn, "we are playing Blanket Balloon Toss! We will have four teams of seven." With matching horrifying t-shirts again. Anakin had gotten such a deal, you guys. "Working in pairs--except for the first person--you will catch water balloons in your baby blankets and then launch it to your teammates on the next float. The first team to get the balloon around the circuit wins."

You were all getting drenched.

"If you are not strong swimmers, I suggest you put on a pair of water wings. The floats were built by Beaker and might not be the robust things ever."

Meaning that one would definitely start sinking.

"Listen for your names, come get your t-shirts, and then get out to your designated floats!"

Comments

Re: Teams Assemble!

[built_fjord_tough]

Fjord snorted, and then offered his very helpful advice:

"Just shave her."

See? No more shedding.

Re: Teams Assemble!

[special_rabbit]

Amaya's mouth fell open with what seemed like it was going to be an instant protest, but it didn't seem to get much further than a first gasp of air before her brain actually latched onto that idea, her head tilted and her eyes slide away slightly as she considered it, mouth closing. Considered it a moment more, opened her mouth with what seemed like another protest, but then it seemed to go right back to considering, her eyebrows furrowing to join the very complex calculations apparant on her face.

Whatever the equation in her head may have been, it was clearly one without an easy solution.

"Oh, well," she said, a bit quietly, almost as if she was mostly saying it to convince herself, "I don't know about that...

"Other hand," and this was said a bit more conversationally, as if to bring Fjord into the process, "s'not like she has a lot of hair as a person. I can't imagine she'd really miss it. Only that's got to be an awkward conversation to have with someone once they come back. Then there's obviously the whole idea of whether or not she'd even let me. At this point, it just seems easier to try to just build something up from scratch to do it instead."

Re: Teams Assemble!

[built_fjord_tough]

"I suppose the alternative would be puttin' her in a little cat shirt or somethin'," Fjord added.

Still helpfully.

"Maybe little cat pants, too. Really contain all that hair."

He was calling 'not it' on stuffing her into any of that, of course. For allergy reasons.

Of course.

Re: Teams Assemble!

[special_rabbit]

Well, yes, of course, naturally, which placed him in a rather safe and scratch-free position to be postulating on these probably pants, now, didn't it?

But that didn't seem to stop Amaya from snorting back a laugh of her own as she held up dainty fingers that seemed to be holding invisible versions of what she went on to suggest. "Little...cat gloves."

Which she did have the suggestion of in the white spots on her paws, which was actually a little cute, but Amaya wouldn't actually say that or anything.

Re: Teams Assemble!

[built_fjord_tough]

So help Fjord, he couldn't even stop himself from laughing, either, ducking his head and raising a fist to cover his mouth as he did so.

Little. Cat. Gloves.

"Shit," he chuckled. "She'd pretty much have to thank you for those, right?