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X and Four were playing outside. They were playing tag with Three, and she was REALLY good at it. They'd tried to play more games earlier, but none of them excited Three as much as tag. So, even if Four wasn't exactly fully up to it, he had been convinced by 2 balls of energy to play. Three jumped over a puddle of mud right next to a fence. Four jumped over it to follow.
“IiiiiI'll get you, Three! Get back here!”
“No!”
X prepares to jump over the puddle as well, watching Four grab Three and tackle her into the floor. His eyes sparkle. Four was awesome. He loved when Four did anything cool. Four was good at math, and being fast, and he was really good at playing card games, and…
“Yay! Go Four! Ya- “
X is muffled as he slips into the mud, the entirety of his front now covered in mud from the fall.
“-oof!”
X gets up, trying to wipe the palms of his hands on his legs. That just made it worse. Oh. He blinks away some of the dirt in his eyes. Four is giggling with Three. He should-
“Fourrr! I fell in a puddle!”
Four looks over hearing X's voice, then walking over to help. Three is following slower than Four is, significantly trailing behind. Four grabs X's hands and helps pull X out of the mud puddle. He ends up getting mud all over his hands. He wipes the mud on his legs. His, however, are not as dirty as X's, so the effort is somewhat reasonable.
Then X shakes off some of his mud, getting Four dirty anyways.
“X- !”
“Uh, you guys need to go wash up or something? I think Ten has some wet wipes with him.”
Four looks at X, and X looks at Four. They both giggle at the idea. Attempting to wipe off all of that mud with wet wipes…? That wouldn't work. X pipes up.
“That's okay, Three! We should just go home to clean off. We'll be back!”
X begins to wave at Three, when Four grabs his hand. He continues to wave as he's dragged off. Three waves back.
“Oh- okay! See you guys later!”
X doesn't let go of Four, seemingly fine with being dragged.
“X, you didn't have to get me dirty too…”
“I'm sorry Four!! I didn't know any would get on you…”
“Nnnnnnn- now you're going to have to wait to clean up all of that mud!”
Four opens the door to the house, promptly locking it.
“Huh? Awwh, but I have more mud than you! I should go first!”
“No! I'm going first!”
The two hesitate, then both run to the bathroom.
“I'm going first!”
“Nooooo!! I am!”
The two race up the stairs, trying to both get to the bathroom first. They can see the door from here. They both speed up, and-
They both put their hands on the doorknob at the same time.
“Oh- “
They both let go of the doorknob.
“I guess we're both first, then!”
X claps, then opens the door. He walks inside. Four, grumbling, follows behind.
Four grabs two towels from under the sink, and starts to leave.
“Four! Where are you going!”
Four looked at X from the doorway, as if it were obvious, and X was stupid.
“I'm going to put our towels in the dryer. Can you get the water running?”
Four leaves before he can get a confirmation. X blinks a few times.
“Oh! Okay! I guess we're doing this fancy style!”
X rubs the water for the tub, letting it run until it becomes hot. Meanwhile, he grabs the blue, Melted™ bubble bath solution that he kept behind his laundry detergent. He also pulls out the laundry detergent. pours some of the bubble bath solution into the water, and swirls it around with his hand. Oh, the bubbles are so fun! They're such a pretty color. Like-
“X! Im ba- why is the bath blue??”
X looks over. He had gotten too distracted by the bubbles. He waves at Four.
“Hi Four! I'm bubbling the bath!”
Four squints. He shuts the door behind him.
“Okay! Is it thoroughly bubbled?”
“Yeah!”
Four gives him a thumbs up, stepping into the other end of the bathtub. X grabs his laundry detergent, placing it on the floor side next to the bathtub.
“Uh, X? What's that for?”
Four points to the detergent as he sinks down into the bath.
“It's my laundry detergent! It makes me soft!”
Four has to think for a second.
“...really??”
“Yeah! Why else would I be so plushieful?”
X sinks into the bath, beginning to wash the mud off of him. Four is having a much easier time, considering he has less mud on him than X does. Four is done when X is about halfway.
“X! Come here.”
X nods, going over to Four. He has to somewhat crawl over the integer's legs to get close. Four gently holds the corners of X's sides, pulling him so close they were nearly touching. He starts to clean at the sides X was having trouble reaching. Places like parts of his back, and his legs. X continues to wash the mud off of the places he could reach. Eventually, most of the mud was gone. X reaches for his laundry detergent. Since he's on the side with Four's special slime boy soap, he hands Four his soap, with his detergent in the other hand. He pours some of the detergent in his hand, then starts to soap his body. He gets his arms and legs, then his body. He gets the front first, then.
“Four! Can you help me detergent my back?”
Four pauses, then handing X his slime boy soap.
“Get me first :[ I helped you earlier…”
X nods, placing his detergent down. He holds Four's slime boy soap, then pouring it into his hands.
“Turn around.”
Four complies, and X gets to work. He starts with the (usually triangle) point of the four shape, then works his way down and right. Eventually, he ends up scrubbing Four’s knees and down too. Four could have easily gotten to those, but he supposed Four would rather have been pampered a little. They didn’t do this often anyways.
“Yay!”
Four rinses off, then grabs X’s detergent.
“Okay! Your turn!”
Four gets to work. The sensation is… a bit strange. He’s always done this to himself, but when it was someone else, it was so foreign. He knew they’d done this before, sure, but every touch felt so new.
What was actually new, was Four squishing X in the middle of washing him.
“Eeek- Fourrr! Why did you do that??”
It didn’t hurt in the slightest, but it was still a bit surprising.
“Squishy.”
“Oh, okay!”
Now that the two are thoroughly washed and rinsed and squeaky clean, the two sit in the tub for a bit. Four extends his limbs to grab the bubble bath solution, pouring a large amount into the tub.
“X! Bubble time.”
“Oh! Yay! Bubble time!”
As the tub fills with bubbles, X begins to mess with them. He picks up a scoop of bubbles in both of his hands, blowing on it so they all go at Four’s face.
“Huh? HEY!”
Four pours some solution in his hands, adding water and rubbing his hands together. The bubbles quickly generate, and Four pulls some from the bath as well, then repeating what X had done.
X makes a noise that can only be described as a scream turned lowercase by a pillow, and quickly attacked back-
Oh, and they’re just playing now.
Sorry Three. Guess they aren’t going to be back.