#I’m not gonna tag anyone because I would have tagged Tianren ;D

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WIP Wednesday

Tagged by @tianrenart. This is from the radiostatic project I’ll hopefully have finished in the next day or two. ;D Enjoy!

*** “All right, everyone, I have a brand new activity for us,” Charlie said brightly as she and Vaggie came downstairs.  Vox set his book aside, eyebrows raised.

“Oh, boy, here we go,” Angel muttered under his breath.  “What is it this time?  Trust falls again?”

“Brand new, Angel,” Vaggie said flatly.  “Kinda suggests we’ve never done it before.”

“That’s right!”  Charlie placed her hands on her hips.  “We’re going to play baseball!”

Angel sat up.  Even Husk looked interested from his place at the bar.  “Baseball?  Why?”

“Group sports are great for improving communication and group camaraderie,” Charlie said.  “That, and it sounded fun!  We’ve all been cooped up inside too long anyway.”

“Baseball means at least two teams,” Angel pointed out.  “We’re competing against each other?”

“Yes,” Charlie said.  “I’m not sure how we should split up, though.”

“I can handle that, Charlie.”  Alastor appeared beside her.  The others jumped, but Vox had seen the shadows beneath her feet darkening.  “My poppets can fill out any empty spaces, hm?”

“Oh, that would be perfect!”  Charlie beamed.

“That still leaves choosing teams,” Vaggie pointed out.

Alastor’s smile turned enigmatic.  He glanced across the room and met Vox’s eyes.  “I’ll take Vox and my poppets.  The rest of you can try your best to defeat us.”

A spark shot off Vox’s antennae.  Alastor wanted—Alastor was choosing—He and Alastor could be a team of two?  “I’m fine with that,” Vox said quickly.

Angel scowled at Alastor.  “You think you’re that tough?  Come on.”

Alastor smirked.  “I know we are.”

Husk crossed his arms.  “That doesn’t seem fair.  If you get Vox, we should be allowed to pull in Cherri Bomb.”

Angel shot Husk a startled look.  “Not you, too?”

Charlie looked like she might start vibrating, she was so excited.  “Angel, would you call her?  It would be lovely to have her join us!”

“Well, she did play softball when she was alive, so I guess I’ll see if she wants to play.”  Angel pouted.  “I can’t believe you think we need the extra help, Whiskers.  They can’t be that bad.”

Vox smiled. They were worse.