I See What Cha' Did There [Robbie]

[Evan Brackett]

[OOC: This is happening before the winter break, because otherwise Evan would be out of town. I hope that isn't a problem.]

Christmas was coming, and that meant Evan Brackett was heading home for the holidays soon. In the mean time, there were still exams to worry about. The boy wasn't exactly the best note taker in the world. It didn't take much to ship him into the land of daydreaming, and when he wasn't daydreaming he was usually doodling in the margins of his notebooks. Surprisingly enough, he still managed to do well in school. It took a lot of extra study hours, but he got the work done and did it right. Finals time was hell, however, because the crunch of studying was a lot of pressure on the boy, particularly since he didn't have the notes he needed to cover.

From time to time he would have to take a break, and that is why he found himself wandering the courtyard between study sessions. The place was far from empty. The recent snow didn't seem to deter the regulars who spent their free time hanging out in the courtyard (snow was, after all, a reoccurring phenomenon, particularly in this part of the world).

There were mounds of snow strewn about the area. Once upon a time these structures were snow forts, but now their rundown forms were the last remanding evidence of the annual boys vs. girls snow war. Evan had avoided the event this year. It was a choice he regretted, and he moped as he weaved between the broken forts. On one of his breaks, he took the time to sit under his favorite tree in the center of the courtyard. As the boy sat idling in the snow and thinking about all the fun he missed out on, he scooped up some of the white powder and started to form a snowball. He never intended on doing anything with it.

That's what made his next move so brilliant, because throwing a random snowball in a crowded place was such a good idea. (If you couldn't tell, that last sentence was made of sarcasm.) But he couldn't hold on to the snowball for forever, so he aimed for a tree, chucked it, and missed horribly. Well, he missed the tree, but was quite successful in hitting someone else.

Case and point.

[Robbie Wilkes]

[OOC: Not at all. ]

Christmas was coming, and that meant a lot of the kids had gone home. Robbie was fairly alone in the dorm and he was getting bored.

A bored Robbie was not a good Robbie at all. He could turn out cranky, destructive and utterly crazy and that, for someone who controlled the weather and sometimes can involuntarily cause natural disasters, was not good. At all. So when Robbie decided surfing the net was getting boring, he hopped to the commons to shoot some pool but no one was around to play it with him.

So then he hopped to the game console attached to the TV and played a few games. When that got a bit monotonous without anyone to beat, Robbie switched it off and headed to the library. No one was around to mock him for his choice of entertainment now that the place was almost deserted. But none of the dictionaries held his interest longer than five minutes.

He was passing the library windows when the sight of a little girl talking to a boy animatedly. Not happy, just animated. Her hands were flailing wildly and because he couldn't quite see the boy's face but his head was hung low, did he do something wrong? Robbie changed windows to see if he could see the boy but the only way he could do that was if he actually went across to the other side of the building and that was a bit of a hassle.

Huffing and blowing a lock of hair that had fallen into his eyes, Robbie left the library and went down to the courtyard where the girl was still gesticulating. He could hear her raised voice faintly. She was pretty, even when angry.

"...gotten my eye!" was the part he heard most clearly and she stopped when Robbie got into sight. "What?" she asked before huffing away. Robbie suppressed a giggle and trudged through the snow to go to the boy. "That was harsh." He stated before turning to the other boy and a grin made its way on to Robbie's face. "Van!" He laughed and patted the boy on the shoulder before watching as the girl walked away.

"What was that all about?"

[Evan Brackett]

The snowball hit the girl in the back with a satisfying smack. She turned around immediately and glanced around for signs of the culprit. Seconds later she was fighting with her giggling friends who found the incident humorous, her previous goal quickly forgotten. It would have been easy to stay put and feign innocence, or even to walk away before the girl had a chance to seek out the cause of her humiliation. Evan briefly considered those options, but it wasn't in his character to do something like that. What he did do was stand up and run over to apologize. "Hey, I'm sorry about that. I di--"

The girl spun around with a huff, still agitated by her giggling friends. "You're the one who threw the snowball." It wasn't a question. She was easily a foot shorter than him, but she was giving him the evil eye. It was rather intimidating.

"Y-yeah," He hung his head in shame, unable to meet her eyes. "Sorry. I was aiming for the tree, the one over there." The brunette gestured to a naked oak that stood about ten feet the left and winced. He really did have terrible aim. "I didn't think that--"

"That's the problem," she cut him off again, "You didn't think." The girl flew into a full fledged lecture on actions and consequences. It was like she thought she was his mother or something. Whatever. Evan supposed she had every right to be angry with him given the situation, so he stood quietly with his head down and let her vent. "What if you hit me in the face? You could have gotten my eye!"

"What?" She asked suddenly. Van looked up at her in confusion, but it was obvious she was addressing someone else, and then she quickly left with her friends. He glanced over his shoulder to see the approaching blond. A site for sore eyes.

"Hey, Robbie," he greeted the boy with a half-hearted smile. "Uhm. I may have accidentally hit her with a snowball. But it was an accident." He made sure to emphasize the accidental part. He walked over to a near-by wall and leaned against it before continuing, "I was taking a break from studying. What are you up to? Other than rescuing me from angry girls, I mean."

[Robbie Wilkes]

"Hiyuh!" Robbie responded positively at Evan's lacklustre smile before clamping his arms around the other boy's shoulder. The boy explained the incident before moving away. It took awhile for Robbie to process but it finally got through and Robbie laughed. "No way! You, Van? Did aliens take over while I wasn't looking?"

They had been friends for awhile and never had Robbie known Evan to ever be...impulsive. It was a small thing for sure but this was Evan. It was a little weird. "Taking a break from...studying." Robbie repeated slowly, trying to process the thought only to break out into a smile. "Good for you! I knew you were capable of doing that!"

"Haha! Rescuing you. Not so much. The girl was already about to leave, I just gave her a reason to go." Robbie shrugged. "I was bored." He didn't mention what he had done prior to arriving at the courtyard. "No one was around to play video games with which is damn boring." Robbie bent down and scooped up some snow and packed it into a ball.

"Okay so I know for a fact that you weren't at the snow war so...wanna make up for lost times?" Robbie grinned widely, wriggling his eyebrows while throwing the snowball in his hand up in the air and catching it again.

[Evan Brackett]

"No. I mean, yes me, but no there's no aliens." Evan knew that was just a joke, but he answered the question seriously anyway. "I had a snowball and nothing to do with it and I didn't hit her on purpose," He explained further, reiterating the fact that it was an accident.

Even though Robbie spoke words of encouragement, Van scowled at the blond. It couldn't be that surprising. "Oh, come on. I'm not that bad...am I?" The boy wondered at what point did studious become over studious. He had been studying a lot lately, but it was important for him to do well on his finals. Maybe he was trying too hard.

Evan shrugged, "Regardless of why she left, thanks for coming over anyway." He listened patiently as Robbie explained his boredom. "Yeah, I guess it would be." Evan chuckled and watched with mild interest as the other boy made a snowball, then pushed himself off the wall.

The brunette mirrored his friend's grin. "Yeah, okay," he agreed to the unspoken fight before running back to the snow and forming his own snowball. He kept on moving, in case Robbie decided to throw the one in his hand, until he reached one of the collapsing snow forts. Van jumped behind it, threw his snowball and ducked again. The fort was barely big enough to hide him, but it would do. The fight was on.

[Robbie Wilkes]

"Coulda fooled me," Robbie grinned and punched Evan playfully on the arm. "Aww, it happens to the best of us." Robbie shrugged. He'd been down that road a few times. That was what got him into trouble most of the time. Not knowing what to do with something and doing the first thing that came to mind.

Evan's scowl made Robbie laugh out loud. "Of course you're not. I'm only pulling your leg." The blond reassured his phasing friend with a pat on the shoulder. At least, he was pretty sure he was only joking. One could never know with such a boy like Robbie.

"Ah of course. I gotcha back," the sixteen year old weather manipulator grinned and waited as his friend agreed to the snowball fight. "Only one rule to this war!" He shouted as he made his fort and proceeded with the snowball making, packing it in as tight as possible. "It's a fight to the death!" He called out before peeking over his fort to look for his friend.

Targeting in on the other boy, Robbie let sail his first ammunition which surprisingly made contact but with whom or what he didn't quite know.

[Evan Brackett]

What became of his first snowball Evan never found out, but from the sound of it he missed his target again. The boy started scooping up snow and patting it into his acquired base to fortify its walls. The fort was crumbling from being left to the will of Mother Nature and needed some major touching up. There wasn't enough time to fix it, however. A quick peak over the top revealed that Robbie was already getting to work on his own fort and snowballs. After the blond announced his one rule, Evan shouted back, "So be it, but I'm not going down easy!"

He was just about to duck again when a snowball collided with the top of his fort, not only smacking him in the face but causing the unstable top-half of the structure to collapse. The teen scowled and wiped the snow off his face before making his own ammo and launching one back at his friend.

The fact that he was partially exposed now went ignored as Evan prepared more snowballs. That's what he got for relying on somebody else's handy work. Oh well, forts were tedious anyway.

[Robbie Wilkes]

There was no doubt in his mind that Robbie was going to have to wrestle the other boy into the snow for a win by the end of the day but until that happened, this was pretty damn fun! He hadn't really been hanging out much with Evan lately despite them having been friends for as long as Evan had been in Hammel. The other boy was a lot less...loud than Robbie but they somehow found common ground earlier on in the friendship. It helped that Evan was forthcoming and honest about a lot of things. Including pointing out Robbie's lack of intelligence. But Robbie knew that was never out of spite.

Evan was too nice to be spiteful.

"Oh you are totally going down dude!" Robbie yelled out but a mere second later, his face met with a hard snowball that shattered on impact, knocking Robbie down more in surprise than anything. He scrambled to get up and strengthen his fort before balling up some more snow and letting it sail through the air to the other boy.

"Van! Dude! If you give up now, I won't tell anybody!" The blond weather manipulator egged his friend on. "And I'd still be your friend." He snickered before darting across the quad to find a vantage point to hit Evan. And when he found it, he grabbed the opportunity to hit the other boy on the back with a densely packed snowball.

[Evan Brackett]

It was nice to get away from the books and studying for once. Evan never realized how much he missed hanging out with his friend or how much he needed the fun. He really did deprive himself sometimes.

The brunette snorted when he saw Robbie get hit by the snowball and fall down. “You were saying?” he taunted, chuckling as the other boy retaliated. He dodged most of the on coming attack, being grazed on the shoulder only once. The onslaught did lead him to decide that snow forts were useful after all, and he began to repair the damaged wall. He laughed at Robbie’s proposal and continued to work. “No way. If anyone’s going to give up, it’ll be you.” He glanced over to the blond. “But I’ll still be your friend when you lose.”

Distracted by the mini-construction project, Evan had no chance of noticing the sneak attack from behind. The snowball hit him squarely, and he fell forward with a grunt, managing to ruin all of his work again. He scowled, got up, and turned around to face his opponent. “That was a cheap shot,” Van pointed out with a smirk. “If you don’t play fair, I’ll win by default.” He launched a snowball hastily made from the remains of the fort at Robbie before running to the nearest tree and hiding behind it. At least the tree would be more reliable for protection than a rickety fort.

[Robbie Wilkes]

Robbie grumbled at the snowball and Evan's taunt but it was all done out of playfulness. No way he would ever get angry about snowball fights. It was too petty for Robbie. He laughed when Evan used his words against him.

It made him laugh even harder when Evan fell forward into his fort. Robbie was quick to hide again when Evan followed his lead in using the trees as protection. "Well I did say it was a fight to the death." He reminded Evan. He got hit once more to which he laughed at since he got it coming.

Robbie darted to another tree to hide from Evan. He was a better shot than Robbie, Robbie was sure so he needed to use every tactical hiding skill he possessed so he could at least not get hit too much.

[Evan Brackett]

Evan smirked when he heard his snowball make contact, and then slowly peeked around the side of the tree to get his bearings and find out where Robbie had hidden himself. Once he spotted the blonde, he crouched down to prepare yet another snowball. It was large and densely packed, a sure victory if it hit it‘s target; Robbie would be feeling this one in the morning.

Except the snowball would never come to fruition as Van barely had the chance to stand up again before something plowed into his side. "Gah!" He shouted as he tumbled into the snow, his friend coming down with him. "Robbie, you asshole," Evan fumed as he shoved the other boy off of himself with a huff. He tossed some snow at the blonde's face before he got over the physical confrontation, but it was all in good fun.

The tall boy rolled over so he’d have enough room to stretch out in the snow. That was it; he was done for the day. He started laughing and looked over at his friend who was apparently making a snow angel. Following his lead, Evan began to make his own.

[Robbie Wilkes]

It was quiet on Evan's front and Robbie was becoming slightly suspicious so he peeked to find his location and grinned before sneaking up on the other boy and tackling him into the ground, rolling around and covering him with snow, all the while laughing. Evan was stronger than Robbie so when he shoved Robbie off, the blond teen rolled off him and on to the snow, chuckling when his face was buried in snow.

He shook it off and started making snow angels. "This is fun." He grinned before turning to his friend. "Good thing I saw you here, if not I would have been just slightly depressed today being cooped up in the library. Can you imagine? Robbie Wilkes in the library? Crazy."

They continued making snow angels before Robbie dumped a whole armful of snow over Evan. "Happy holidays, Van." Robbie chuckled before shooting up and off into a sprint.

[OOC: Wrapped for Robbieboy! Thank you for indulging me in this thread, Jamesy. Love you long time and Evan is just...*dreamy sigh*]