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Slipper forgot how humid summer could get.
The contestants had gone to a pool today, not because it was a challenge, but for fun. A majority of the objects had already gotten in the water to cool off, with some bringing out pool toys from a nearby shed. Everyone else was in the shade, sitting down doing their own things. As Slipper dangled her legs over the cold water, she almost failed to notice someone else walk up and sit down beside her.
“Honestly, how are you not overheating at this point?”
“I’m still touching the water, Basketball,” Slipper replied. “That’s cooling enough.”
“You’re really that concerned about getting your fluff wet?” Basetball asked, almost accusingly.
“Wh-yeah! This stuff takes hours to maintain! I’m not ruining it just for a one-day thing!”
“Really?” Basketball asked before chuckling a little. “Didn’t know you were afraid of water.”
“Hey!”
Slipper kicked up some of the pool water at him in response.
“How’s that for “afraid of water”, eh?!” Slipper asked teasingly. “Besides, I don’t have go get in. I bet that loser Knight Helmet is just as concerned about getting water in his hair, hah.”
“Ugh, whatever…” Basketball grumbled after being splashed. “Anyways, are you sure about that?”
“What?”
“Did you even see those two yet?” Basketball asked, pointing out towards the pool.
Slipper looked up from the water, trying to figure out which “two” Basketball was referring to out of everyone in the pool. Given the prior context though, she had a feeling Basketball was referring to the scene roughly 10 or so feet away from them. Plasma Ball and Knight Helmet were currently having a water gun fight while floating in horse inner tubes. Knight Helmet’s hair was absolutely drenched, and yet he was still laughing along with Plasma Ball as the two blasted water at each other.
“You’re really going to let that guy beat you at this?” Basketball asked. “Like you said, he’s just as crazy about his hair as you are yours, and yet there he is.”
Slipper didn’t want to admit that she was wrong, trying to avert her gaze to cover for her mistake.
“Come on…you can’t tell me the water isn’t at least a little inviting…” Basketball added.
It was.
“Easy for you to say, you float!” Slipper retorted, now grasping at straws for any reason not to get in.
“That doesn’t even…are you blind?” Basketball asked, knowing Slipper had acknowledged the pool floaties in front of them
“No?? Why would I-”
Slipper was cut off as a blast of water hit her face, getting onto some of her fluff.
“Hey!” she snarled, immediately looking for the culprit.
Sure enough, Plasma Ball had been the one to fire a blast at her. Knight Helmet watched from the side, a little amused as Plasma Ball snickered to herself.
“Basketball?” Slipper growled. “We need to get them back for that.”
“Well, you’re gonna need a floatie to go after them, aren’t you?” Basketball replied teasingly.
Slipper now understood what he was trying to do.
But at this point? She’d decided it was worth it.
“Let’s go get one, then,” she uttered, prompting Basketball to stand up from sitting down with a grin.
“You got it.”