Prospero yawned as he stood out in the backyard with the other Guardians who had stayed over at Naoto's house. Being a world famous stage magician hadn't exactly prepared him for early morning wakeups, although he was already having flashbacks to training with his father. Of course if his father was running the show his 'early morning wakeup' would have happened when he was already handcuffed and blindfolded inside a slowly closing deathtrap buried underneath the cement foundation of an empty warehouse, but the nostalgia was there all the same.
 
He looked over at Abby as she questioned where everybody else was by now. "Probably just heading over. I don't think Miss Naoto's Mom was over their houses waking all of them up, so maybe they got more sleep than we did. I wonder how Sonya's gonna punish the people who show up late though?" Out of force of a long established habit Prospero began looking around the backyard for signs of hidden deathtraps or sensory and oxygen deprivation tanks. The fact that he failed to find any only wound up increasing his feeling of dread more and more and he started shaking a little at what was to him a final confirmation that Sonya was one of the scariest people he'd ever met. She'd obviously hidden the punishment traps so well that even he couldn't detect them. [i]Ohgodohgodohgodohgod the whole yard is secretly a minefield![/i]
 
"I..I'm gonna go inside for a minute, just remembered that I forgot something!
 
 made illusion-based confetti and streamers drop down over Jakki as she walked through the door and asked if she was late. It was a pretty simple effect which normally meant he would've set it up as an actual magic trick out of pride, but he was already almost more terrified of what Naoto's mom would do if he made the kind of mess that exploding confetti all over the house would create this early in the morning. In fact after staying here for more than a while, the masked magician had already decided he'd limit himself to self-cleaning tricks in the house. Still if Sonya's training was anything like Prospero's father's training had been, he had to do [i]something[/i] to distract from the inevitable traumatizing pain.
 
"Tah-dah! You've managed to not be the last person to arrive and that means you win the fabulous prize of not being killed and eaten by the terrifying Baba-Yaga woman! What are you going to do next? If the answer is anything but train, then we're all in for suffering and disappointment! Yaaaaaay!~" As a little bonus he made an invisible crowd cheer while the confetti and streamers swirled up to spell "Conglaturations!" and...wait that wasn't right. he sighed and let the illusions go "Darnit. Lost focus. Anyways pretty sure the others are out in the yard so let's go go go before the red-headed demon of suffering shows up!"
 
Prospero walked out into the yard without waiting to see if Jakki followed, though he made sure to walk over to the exact same spot he'd been standing in before so as not to trigger any of the obviously well-hidden landmines.