Rykah and Will(because I can't think of a better title)

Will got up once more, and turned the lights completely off, and then sat back down for the third or fourth time, and turned his desk lamp on.

Rykah just watched him silently, his tail twitching as he rolled onto his tummy.

Will took another small sip of his coffee, before grabbing a thing of air dry clay and molding it into a ball.
(Have you ever heard that a lot of the time twins get sick at the same time, so if one is sick the other probably is too? A surprising number of people think that. Anyway, apparently it works for triplets too, because I’m sick, and now I have one of my brothers whining next to me because he doesn’t feel good. So…. yay.)

(Yeah I have actually, that's why when one of my sets of triplets, (Alex Arthur Blaze/ Luma Firiko Shiara) isn't doing to good it affects the others…)
"What is that?" asked Rykah, his eyes now glowing a little in the dark room.

“My mom doesn’t like us throwing actual balls in the house, so I make them out of the light clay. It’s harder to break stuff with.”

"Ookay" Rykah'stail twitched some more, boredom drowning his curiosity.

“Catch?” Will asked.

Rykah instantly perked up, his eyes instantly on the ball Will was holding.

Will threw the ball to him.

Rykah caught it, and instantly tossed it back.

Will smiled and caught it, pretending to
Throw it overhanded but actually threw it underhanded.

Rykah saw his trick and caught it, pretending to throw it back but actually tossing it over Will's head.

Will rolled back in his chair and just barely caught the ball, throwing the ball back and forth between his hands, then throwing it randomly.

Rykah half leaped from his position on the bed to catch it, his wings twisting awkwardly as he tossed it back.

Will caught it, throwing it overhand to rykah.

Rykah got up on his knees to catch it, half bouncing it back with his hand so it bounced off the floor.

Will managed not to catch the ball this time, but leaned down and grabbed it, throwing it back at Rykah.

Rykah snagged it again, tossing it back to Will, "That last one was easy! How come you didn't catch it?"

“We Can either call the rest of the ones I caught dumb good luck or that one bad luck.”

"Let's stick with the latter" laughed Rykah.

“Yes please.” Will laughed.

"So are you going to toss it back or not?" asked Rykah,

Will tossed him the ball, smiling.

Rykah caught it, tossing it back with a huge grin.

“One second.” Will said, reforming the ball, as it had become extremely dented.

"Ok" said Rykah, adjusting his position so he was sitting crosslegged, wings held loosly at either side.

Will tossed the ball again, saying, “Heads up.”

Rykah caught it again, tossing it back in one fluid motion.

Will caught the ball, fumbling for a second, before throwing it back.

Rykah laughed, catching and throwing it back again, a bit slower then before.