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c . spinnet (defencing) wrote in valesco,

It would take weeks to clean the paint off of all the Kestrels in attendance, they would have to be hosed down by the giant squid of the Great Lake himself (herself?). Instead of a black tie event, the Wasps had opted for the exact opposite and Charlie was thrilled about it. The All-Star week was always the greatest of the summer, and to top it off with the childish thrill of making a mess sealed the deal. Getting to have this fun with his teammates, seeing friends from all over, and having his amazing wife by his side for nearly the entire time.

"Liddie!" he had exclaimed at the sight of her, immediately falling into her embrace. She entranced him, she could do whatever she wished to him in this moment, and---"Bleh!"

Spitting out the pink paint that got into his mouth, Charlie swiped up a cup of neon blue and started after Liddie. The chase lasted a little longer than he'd anticipated, as running through slippery puddles almost caused severe accidents, but soon he had his wife in his grasp and the cup of point hovering dangerously over her (their) heads. Even as he acted in retaliation, Charlie thought it only fair that they both get slopped in paint.

"I reckon blue would look rather good with that pink," he teased, wriggling a bit in a faux-threat of dropping the cup.