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A paniced feeling rose up in Storm as Mos grabbed at the black cap, his eyes widening slightly. He wanted to pull away, but he couldn't move suddenly. The pink haired boy shook his head no, but this only caused Mos to get the upper hand.
Storm watched with dread as his cap fell to the floor, a small sigh excaping from his lips before it even hit the ground.

Gabo picked up the cap from the ground, placing it on his own head on top of his Bammi hat. "Looks like Mos wins, Storm. Better do what he says, you know how he is when he doesn't get what he wants."
The half demon let out a laugh, trying to encourage the pink haired boy to smile.

Gabo couldn't help but laugh at this scene, he could tell the tortoure Pave was putting Mos through, with Storm as the bait, was just too much for the little guy. The long haired boy was concentracting so hard on an impossible task.
"Storm, Mos is trying so hard, atleast look at him."

Storm let out another sigh, turning to face Mos once more. His cold look softened, and his anger began to melt away. How could he stay mad at his best friend?
The pink haired boy titled his head in a way that said; "Come on, let's go play", and his dad lowed him to the floor.
Once on the ground, Storm headed for his room, checking to see if Mos was following him every now and then.

Storm was happy once he confirmed that Mos was right behind him, and he led his friend until they reached a door. It was already open half way, and all he needed to do was push on it to get to his room.
It looked much like the room of any other boy his age. The walls were painted a solid dark blue, toys were scattered on the floor, and in the middle of the room, quite oddly placed, was a bunk bed.
The pinked haired boy stopped once he was in the middle of the room, and he gestured with his hand for Mos to come in.

Storm liked Mos reaction, he could tell the boy approved. But then again, when did Mos ever object to anything Storm did or owned?
The pink haired boy gave his best friend a questioning look, as if to say;"What now..?"

Storm blinked as he took in the strange words, they weren't ones he requignized in the least. "-Sto?" The pink haired boy asked, trying to communicate with Mos.
What could those strange words have ment?

Storm pouted to himself quietly, what could he do to make Mos' time here as fun as when he had spent the night at his house?
The pinked haired boy stared at his darked haired friend, noticing how he was staring at the toys on the floor.
Storm made his way over to the pink ball Mos had given to him, and he slowly picked it up, holding it out to Mos.

Storm let Mos take the ball from his hands, his head low, wishing he had his hat on. He liked peering out from behind the visor, it made him feel hidden, protected from the out side world. Well...atleast he still had his bangs..
Storm shook his head, forcing hair to cover one of his eyes..Ahh..that was much better.
The pink haired boy smiled back at Mos, watching the ball bounce up and down in the other boy's hand.

Storm smiled inwardly, taking the ball gently from his best friend's hands, then he slowly placed it back on the ground. At first he had wondered why he had done such a thing, but now it was clear..Storm wanted a hug from the black haired boy!
He held out his arms quite hesitently, but then when nothing happened, he took the boy into a hug himself, laying his head on the boy's shoulder.