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Mono was savoring the pleasant scenery, such a sight seemed near impossible in his last few days. Brushing a palm against the soft grass. They finally made it out. Content, he closed his eyes just enjoying the peace.
Faintly he made out the rustle of plastic shifting. Paying no mind he took a big inhale of the sweet air. Leaning back onto his elbows to soak up even more of the beaming sun.
Today is good.
Lurching forward he face planted in the grass. Feeling a familiar weight settle onto him and claws start to dig into his coated back.
Welp so much for the peace now.
“Siiiix.”
“Yes?”
“Get off of me... please?”
Tapping her chin with a nail she leaned into his ear, “Hmmmm, make me.”
Not even looking at her he knew she had a devious smile plastered on her face.
“I hate it when you do this.”
She snorted back at his groaning complaint, “Come ooooon!” She whined out, while bouncing her palms onto his back.
“But I always lose, and do you have any idea how strong you are!”
Annoyed by his protests she bit down on his shoulder and was promptly shoved off when he squealed in disgust. Patting off the saliva, he examined the bite and sighed in relief.
Well at least the bite didn't puncture his coat... this time.
Glaring back at her he paled to an excited Six bouncing on all fours.
“Wait S-six! Oh N-NOOOO-”
Hands were feebly held out when Six pounced on him, knocking him to the ground. Realizing that this was going to be another bout he gripped her shoulders trying to push her away with his longer arms.
Not having it she playfully nipped at an arm letting a small growl slip.
Mono pulled his arm back from the potential bite, for goodness sakes the boy didn't want more holes in his coat!
Six bounced off, waiting for him to stand up and give him a fair shot at least. She raced back only to be stopped by Mono's hand in her face, keeping her arms length away from him.
He snorted when her short arms flailed in an attempt to hit him. Her arms lifelessly flopped down for a moment until her small hands snached his wrist.
Pulling her face back she bit his hand.
In retrospect he probably shouldn’t have put his hand anywhere near her trap because he knew better.
Annoyed, he slapped the side of her head and shook his palm loose from her jaws before having to catch both of her clawed hands. Fingers laced together as the two exerted their strength trying to over power one another.
She smiled with mischief in her eyes when she hooked her heel behind his ankle and pushed him into the dirt.
Holding his arms out he slapped her hands away before earning more scratches, resulting in a slapping fight.
Distracting her with his slap attack he brought a knee to his chest.
Being kicked back a few paces was long enough for Mono to get to his knees and brace for her next attack. Digging a shoulder into his chest he wheezed, wrapping her arms around his torso she tried to over power him by planting her feet into the ground. Accepting the loss he gave no resistance.
She’d been pushing him so hard that the sudden lack of resistance sent them both toppling over each other. Landing them into a messy heap with Mono on top.
He pinned her!
“Ha! Got you!”
Six wore a smirk on her pale face from his proud announcement.
Swinging her leg to the side of his knee made him flop unceremoniously on top of her. She then rolled over a stunned Mono, straddling over him again. Her claws started to dig into his wrist making him grunt in discomfort.
“Ahem… You're kinda hurting me.”
Loosening her vice-like grip when she realized just how much pressure she’d been applying to both his wrists she pulled her arms back and examined both claws to see that there was some blood under her nails. Her eyes widened in guilt.
“Mono I-!”
She screeched when both of her sides were being pinched. Going rigid she fell into the grass, curling into herself when he assaulted her with tickles. They both laughed and giggled from the horseplay. Six retorted with her own tickles and he then fell down next to her.
The two messily panted, catching their shallow breaths in recovery.
Mono then sat up with elbows resting on his knees.
“Why am I friends with you?”
“Because I-”, Proceeds to rip off his paper bag mask. “can handle your stupid face!”
She said with a toothy grin and giggle.
Ruffling her hair and then wiping his palm down her face he leaned next to her when she sneezed.
“I’m glad we're friends.”