"Are you done playing yet Lance?" Wadlen or Wade asked with both hands behind is head. Not everyone has the confidence to run around naked. Lancrael shook his head with eyes squinted as if to say, "what?"
"Nothing you're too young to understand..." Wade said with a sigh. "Then how old are you to know such things, huh?" Lancrael demanded like he thought being older meant you were winning. "13" Wade stated with nose lifted high.
"He's got us beat!" Bobenetous said now squatting to get on there level. "What?!?" Lancrael said in genuine shock. "Yeah I'm only 12, but from the looks of it I'm still older than you." Bob continued with a sly smile.
Lancrael furrowed his brows while looking at the ground before looking up in sudden realization. "Then you're just short!" He said pointing at Wade like diverting attention from this loss would turn it into victory.
Wade was too flabbergasted by how the turn tables that he couldn't give an answer. Bob, completely on the floor now was clutching his stomach in laughter. "He got you good Wadlen. haah..." He said wiping a tear from his eye.
Lancrael still not feeling any better tried moving the conversation on asked, "So what's up with everyone's glowing eyes?" Wade scoffed with and said, "Like I'd tell you..." And continued to grumble to himself.
Bob still short of breath despite his height gave a reply. "We don't really know. When we all came down here we found out our eyes were glowing. Your's are also glowing."
Lancrael slapped both of his cheeks in shock. As if he couldn't handle the the idea of being weird. Wade with a snicker said, "Don't worry buddy, we're weird with you." "I don't want you, old man." Lancrael complained.
"If he's an old man what does that make me?" Bob jumped in. Lancrael paused for a moment before saying, "Middle aged..."
Bob grasped his over grown heart like an arrow flew into it. "Oh, the agony! How can these old bones go on?"
Wade gave a flat stare and said, "You ruined it." Lancrael defended Bob with, "I thought it was good." Bob looked up like he received a life line. "Really, you mean it?"
Lancrael seeing the glow in Bob's eyes intensify became scared, but answered honestly. "Yeees..." The results were just as he feared. Bob picked him up by the elbows squishing them into his sides as he was twirled in air. Any noises produced by Bob were drowned out by the immediate nausea induced by the sudden movement.
Lancrael was just about to speak, or vomit which ever came first, when he suddenly hit a wooden cross beam. Receiving the second concussion that day was not helped by Wade saying, "Aww, you broke him." Bob, unsure what to do, stopped and immediately dropped him on Wade who happened to be there.
Wade shoved Lancrael off of him and said, "Why are you the only one not hurt!" More as a statement than a question as he punched Bob's shin. Bob laugh again as Wade recoiled in pain against Bob's bony shin.
Lancrael still on the floor found an old question, but he found it in a new state of mind. "Why does this not hurt, and why is this as enjoyable as food?" Bob remembering Lancrael asked, "Are you okay?" The answer was fast enough catch Bob off guard, " YES! Yes, I'm alright."