Pyr/Sky; around 2pm
Sky only heard the stomps of feet above his head and he had no idea what was going on, but he didn't need to. There was merit in perfectly timed fart noises, but there was hilarity in the randomness too. If only he could see how everything was unfolding!
But he continued to blow raspberries in his cupped hands, adding in extra, wetter noises on occasion for effect. Every so often he heard just the tiniest bit of hesitation in an actor's voice when he delivered a line, and he heard more than a few grunts that were annoyance masked as a noise of battle, and if he kept his ears open enough he could occasionally pick up Pyr's additions to the play. Sky knew it wouldn't be long before he, at least, was found out, so he tried to listen for Pyr's warning call. But it wasn't coming yet, and the fight scene was now over.
He didn't know what was happening next, but he heard the success of one of his rigged pranks coming to life, and Sky pumped his fist into his body as the actor yelped from the sudden pop. Backstage, he could hear some of the stagehands starting to panic, and he made his way towards one of the exits for a quick escape. Would they even be smart enough to look underneath the stage?