"Look, I get that you two are having a war and all, but could you kindly keep the ammunition out of my kingdom?" Presents the shriveled remains of a once proud water balloon. "Water is kinda bad news in my kingdom, and I don't want another panic."
❝Whoops, sorry Pheobe.❞ ▬♦◊❤◊♦▬ PB gave a sheepish chuckle, eyeing the small piece of curled plastic with slight intrigue.
❝How did that even get down there? We were keeping to the Grasslands and the Candy Kingdom.❞
“Heck if I know. All I know is it rolled right into my throne room.”
“You guys are lucky you’re using water. Otherwise I’d whoop both your butts in a balloon war.”
❝Oh really?❞ ▬♦◊❤◊♦▬ The princess could feel the part of her that was a wee bit competitive - quite the understatement, to be sure - rise from the metaphorical ashes.
❝Whoops, sorry Pheobe.❞
