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Jove's ears flattened down, a frown forming on his scratched up face. It was nice that this other boil liked foxfires, but... Foofoo? Really? What a terrible name for a pet!

He could hear the movements of the other reaper, and his good ear perked. With the way those things swivelled around like little satellite dishes it would be easy to mistake them for interest in what Roch was saying, but Jove was really listening to the ever so soft footsteps approaching.

So when he heard the sound of the water gun being pulled out, he quickly darted around the other side of the crate. And well out of the way of any splatter from Roch's ruined hair.

Mot was met with a face full of H2O before he could react, gargling and sputtering until he turned and ran for it, diving behind his fallen tree.

"THAT'S NOT FAAAAIR! JOVE, DON'T LISTEN TO HIM!" He called from behind his fort, peeking over the edges, eyes narrowed, water dripping from his eyelashes.

Mot leaned his weapon down, aiming with one eye closed, ready to attack once again, like a sniper. "Going down, Punk!" He pupmed up the water gun and shot as far as the stream would allow.

Roch burst out laughing. "Keep doing that, Jove!" he called to the pup, seriously entertained. It wasn't as if he cared if the rest of him got soaked now that his hair was. "You've got the perfect position for the job!"

"You gotta get closer if you're gonna hit me, bandit!" he yelled at Mot, even though he was pretty sure if the gun had been pumped a few more times it would have got him. He headed for the crate, grabbing one of the water balloons and chucking it at the tree.

Jove peered out from behind the crate. It sounded like chaos, with the splashing and shouting and water gun squirting, but it also sounded like... fun. Both boils seemed to be laughing through the taunts and wisecracks. The pup knew this wasn't like any game he had seen before. Except for maybe throwing food around, although to be honest that baffled him a bit as well.

Finally he took another water balloon, and toyed with it in his hands for a second. Roch wanted him to keep throwing them...

The pup's brows furrowed, and he took aim, and threw the water balloon. Right towards the purple-haired reaper. Then his ears perked, his expression clearly asking "Did I do that right?"

"PffffftHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!" Mot howled from behind his hiding spot, rolling onto his back. "HE GOT YOU GOOD, PARTNER!" Mot was hyped up now. He crawled behind obstacles to get another vantage point.

"You're right. Looks like we've got a similar enemy." Mot smirked, popping up from behind a bush nearby Jove's spot. "Think fast, buddy!" He warned before shooting water at the ghost pup.

Roch was laughing, even as the waterballoon hit him, but he was also pointing at Mot, showing exactly who he was laughing at. The laughter stopped as he got hit, and turned, aiming his gun and pumping it so he could shoot at Jove as well. "Dawg thinks we need a bath, bandit!" he called to his buddy, letting the water stream over the crate.

Jove wasn't even safe ducking behind the crate! Both reapers were still getting him with their water guns, even though he couldn't quite see them... But if they couldn't see him, did that give him the upper hand?

Without realizing that both reapers could sense his FEAR, the pup grabbed a couple water balloons and snuck around the side of the crate, intending on ambushing Roch while he was busy aiming in the wrong direction.

Sneaky pup was so not sneaky.

Mot moved from place to take an opportunity to steal balloons, only to get pegged off by Roch. "GRAH!" He retreated to the bushes again, scurrying away in hiding.