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These things were that tough? All people had to do was..use a drill..and drill, right? Shouta watched Malum as he went and picked up all of the weird balls (They weren't even bounce-able, Shouta tried) and listened to him as he talked about the balls.
"..I'm confused," Shouta admitted at the end. He didn't really understand Malum's little lesson and all he knew was that these balls meant something to the people here. Maybe this was why Sol was so often off - maybe he was hunting for these balls?
He nodded happily anyway, noticing how Malum's pants looked engorged at the side now. Shouta reached and pressed the small ball he had into Malum's pocket, hearing a little clink as it fell on the others.
"It's so big now," Shouta said, amused as he stared at Malum's pants. "I wonder what people will say," he giggled.
Half-skating across the battlefield with Malum (Who walked) they made their way to the hotel. His big, big prison. This whole thing was like a holiday of sorts, but it was just so tiring just staring out of the window for hours and hours. Hmm. He ought to try talking to the catboy waitress sometime, he seemed nice. And very, very pretty.
"Yes! It's..big," Shouta said lamely. His own house had seemed big to him, but comparing it to the hotel was like comparing an ant to a grasshopper. Grasping Malum's hand tight, Shouta drained the very little (Surprisingly, since Malum had been out in the snow for quite some time especially when he was fighting) cold and turning it into energy to fuel his hyperactiveness as they entered the hotel.
(I was sorta painting the fourth wall with that post.)
"Yes, but so are the majority of the buildings in Traverse Town, compare it to the bell tower and it's this is rather small." Malum shot a glance at the entrance to the building he mentioned. The last remaining bits of cold drained from him as he entered the Hotel with Shouta. The interior was quite nice but looking around he felt rather lost. He tried to seem not so meek as they approached the front desk. He was paying for a week's stay and this left him with about a 1/4 of what he had just gained. He figured it'd be enough to get him through this week.
"So, wanna give me a tour or is this place lacking in entertainment?" Shouta still seemed rather hyper though he thought little farther than that as he was used to it by now.
(Hehe, the visible thing bulge made me laugh. Accidental double entendre, I think)
"But the bell tower's a..tower," Shouta said also rather lamely. Towers were where wicked villains whisked away princesses to, right? So it had to be tall and make it difficult for the hero to get to it. He frowned as Malum paid. Now he had very little money left. Well, if he ran out and was thrown out, he could always stay with the ice fairy! Now Malum's pants were all flat, smaller.
"W-ell..the hotel's big, and, I think there's a lot of stuff here but..I never really looked around on my own," Shouta frowned. He never entered the lounges and places like that since he was scared of getting reprimanded. He did peek his head into the kitchen though, it smelled nice.
