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[fierybluebird]

[Marco is amusedly watching a red ball of yarn roll across the lawn. This alone wouldn't be so interesting, but the reason it keeps rolling is a certain red-haired shinigami attempting to catch it, and whenever Grell gets close enough to actually catch the ball, Marco discreetly tugs a thin wire jerking it off and away. Of course, he looks completely deadpan about it, but every so often he just chuckles evilly to himself and makes it look like it's about the Hide-and-Go-Seek games planned.

To which, there is a list of various prizes for the games in his lap.]

I wonder if it'd be a problem for a member of the Disciplinary Committee to offer up rum as a prize. Is there even a drinking age around here? Does it matter? [Clearly Marco is great at keeping people out of trouble.]

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[redcinemareel]

[Here was Grell, minding his own business when a beautiful, red, ball of yarn crossed his path. He wouldn't think twice on such a silly thing, but it did peak his curiosity as to why it was there. On a lawn. And it was red. He inched closer, peering at it before looking left and right cautiously, making sure its owner wasn't around. Oh, how little did he know that his Pineapple Prince was behind all of this.]

Oh, how red you are, like a delicious apple plucked from the garden of Eden! [Grins in mischief, his sharp teeth prominent and those hands got closer, and closer.] To indulge in your beauty...perhaps just one chance to--HEY!!

[It moved! Better follow it.]

Wait, my darling little gem! Don't be shy~. Cast me from the heavens if you must, for I have sinned so well, mind you. but I must partake in--W-WAIT!

[Gosh, it wouldn't keep still!]

[fierybluebird]

[Marco is just DYING of laughter inside. And trying SO hard not to laugh loudly as he sneakily watches, occasionally letting the ball rest for a bit, only to roll it off again once more.]

[redcinemareel]

[What a fascinating ball of red! But Grell was determined to make it his. He crouched low, a determined look as the ball slowed down to a stop for a long moment.

'Here's my chance!'

Grell leaped in the air, a look of triumph on his face for all to see, before it melted into one of disappointment and horror as that ball moved well out of the way. The ground was all the reward he got.

With a groan of pain, Grell rubbed his nose and adjusted his glasses as he sat on his knees, frowning at the ball that was not that far from him. Mocking him!]

I'll make you mine yet!

[fierybluebird]

Now where have I heard that before, eh?

[Flips the ball to the side along the invisible wire and gives Grell a snarky little grin.]

[redcinemareel]

[Marco will just have to share himself with the ball of yarn. Once he caught the bugger!

Grell gave chase, so close to catching it but it went out of his reach in a millisecond. Frustrated, Grell was ready to take out his chainsaw before an idea struck him.

'Maybe the ball was playing tricks on me on purpose!' Believing that if he pretended to not be interested in the ball, it would let down its guard and then...BAM new play toy!

With a nonchalant whistle, Grell walked away from the yarn ball, peering at it from the corner of his eye.]

[fierybluebird]

[Narrows his eyes and focuses on his kitten, leaving the ball still for a bit to tease Grell into thinking it had finished rolling so that the red-head would come back and play more.]

[redcinemareel]

[A few peaceful moments had passed before Grell grinned devilishly, teleporting to the red back and going to grab it.]

Gotcha!

[fierybluebird]

[Woops. He'd kind of forgotten about the teleport. Still, Marco gave a hard yank to try to tug it out of the way.]

[redcinemareel]

[The ball was right there, but it slipped through his fingers. Grell snapped his fingers at missing his target, but he did notice something.

Teleporting worked.

So he did it again, standing above the ball with a maniacal grin. Oh, he found that weakness.]

[fierybluebird]

[Well the game just got a lot harder as Marco had to start thinking more strategically to keep the ball rolling without giving himself away in the process and jerked the wire in a completely different direction than it had been rolling to try to throw Grell off.]

[redcinemareel]

[The ball switched its movement, since one minute it was within Grell's line of sight, the next it wasn't. He looked around and spotted the ball in the other direction. How nice of the ball to spice things up!

Grell teleported quickly and was on the hunt again! He reached out, practically touching the yarn. So close~!]

[fierybluebird]

[At this rate Marco was going to have to take off flying and the ball was at the end of the wire which meant the pirate needed to tug it back in closer once more.]

[redcinemareel]

[RED BALL OF YARN GET! After teleporting several times, Grell managed to catch it. He did a bit of a victory dance and hugged the ball close to his form with a grin.]

Got you~! You're not getting away now!

[fierybluebird]

[Now Marco just felt guilty tugging it away given Grell's adorably happy expression. On the other hand, not guilty enough not to tug it. YANK!!]

[redcinemareel]

[OH HEY NOW! Grell has a grip on that ball, and finally realizes that there must be someone else trying to take away his new gem. Nuh uh!

Grell yanks back with vigor, a deep frown on his face.]

[fierybluebird]

[Digs his heels in so he doesn't go flying at least, but lets the wire go with a small grunt.]

[redcinemareel]

[Oh, that person was going to get it! Grell yanks back harder, taking a few steps back as well with noises of effort.]

My...yarn ball!

[fierybluebird]

[Oh well, lost cause.]

Found a new toy kitten? [Arches an eyebrow and deadpan pretends to have nothing to do with it.]

[redcinemareel]

[Grell stumbles a bit when the string slackened, but gaines his balance with a triumphant grin. Grell: 9000! Mysterious Yarn Thief: ZILCH!]

Yep! It was just...rolling around! [Curiously stares at the ball before shrugging.] Oh well.

[Looks to Marco with a raised eyebrow.] Where did you come from? Not that I want you to go away~.

[fierybluebird]

What if it belongs to someone?

I've been here. [But he has the AMAZING tendency to pop up out of nowhere. Technically he drops down, but he enjoys the surprised and confused looks when he's just suddenly there.] Working on the prize list for tomorrow. [Holds up the sheet.]

[redcinemareel]

[Eyebrow raise.] ...what's your point?

[Looks to that list, reading off the prizes before gasping.] A wish?!

[fierybluebird]

[Pets under Grell's chin affectionately.] Limited wish. You already get it on a constant basis.

[redcinemareel]

[Hums in content, wishing he could actually purr.] I suppose I can share.

[fierybluebird]

[Pets and tickles more, enjoying the humming more than a purr anyway.]

Don't worry, eh? Like I said, you get it on a regular basis as it is.

[redcinemareel]

[Grins and latches onto Marco, grip still tight on that yarn ball.]

You're so good to me. [Looks up to him with a smile.] I'm going to do something special for my firebird.

[He...just didn't know what...]