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	Maki watched as a girl's foot rolled forward, making her lose the balance she had as she lunged forward, the boxes in her arms flying up towards the sky. Besides her, a boy no younger than twelve tried to help her as he moved forward to try to get her from hitting the floor too hard. Unfortunately, a few of the boxes landed over his head, forcing the boy to shield his face from them as the girl fell to the ground. Another boy, older, came running from his cabin to the scene to help the other two get up and clean up the mess leaving the freshly baked pie alone by one of the benches. 

	"[color=white]Are you okay?[/color]"

	"[color=white]What did I trip over?[/color]"

	"[color=white]Here, let me help you.[/color]"

	Humming out the song [i]What's Up?[/i] Maki casually made their way up the steps of the cabin, snatched the pie, and began their way towards the Mess Hall where Valeria was most likely waiting for them. Behind Maki, the girl rubbed her ankle, the younger boy picked up the boxes, and the older one picked up a shiny ball bearing from the dirt path. None of them noticed as the child of Eris made their way away from them.

	There were other campers when Makin finally arrived at the Mess Hall. Valeria and Maki agreed to meet after the obstacle tower to talk potions, gossip, and future pranks, but it seemed like she was late for their little date. And to think Maki had snatched a delicious and mouth-watering pie for them to share over some hot tea. Nevertheless, Maki sat down on the Eris table and pulled out the small notebook they always carried around. 

	The notebook mostly contained notes of various events that happened around them or successful chains Maki had caused. They pulled out one of the many small silver balls they carried around and toyed around it as they wrote down their success of the incidents minutes ago. Maki even sketched out the ball bearing, and as untalented they were with art, it didn't look too bad if they were to tilt their head sideways. 

	"[color=708090]Not bad,[/color]" Maki mused as they flipped over the pages of the notebook. They had gotten a lot better at causing these chains of small accidents and little mishaps. It was fun to see people trip, fall, or just walk into tiny little accidents that inconvenienced others. It wasn't that they enjoyed others' sufferings, but it was those expressions people always wore as the accidents happen. Maki didn't know what it was called, but it was thrilling; it filled them with that unknown feeling that they couldn't get enough of it. 

	Besides, this time they had even gotten themselves some pie. A pie that was getting cold by the minute. Maki reached over to grab one of the forks in the middle of the table and began to dig into the still-warm peach pie. They were sure Valeria wouldn't mind; she didn't even know about the pie!

	"[color=708090]Fuck, this pie is good.[/color]"
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