Day at the Lake

Chapter Type: Slice of Life

It was much like any day at the lake. I brought snacks and coal and sunburn ointment. Enjoyed cooking fish in sugar batter, got in a quick dip in the lake myself, and otherwise watched as my siblings got into a dirt hurling contest versus some minotaur children.

<No, Pink, NO.> I sent, rushing in. <You do NOT spit acid at other children just because they stepped on you!>

<Pain! > he replied, sending the entire sensation of getting stomped into the ground.

<Damage? Health points?> I asked.

<[After armor, you have received no damage.]> he admitted.

<When [Health Points], only then [Acid Spit].> I told him. After all, I didn't want him getting the wrong message; if someone tried to bully him, I absolutely wanted him to think of [Acid Spit] as a tool to defend himself with.>

I had to repeat that twice before he sent back the same message to me.