Trauma Response.

“What the hell is going on?” Pink flapped her paper fan, murmuring alone as she descended from the sky with Blue.

“Heiya!” Jenny waved her hand at both of them.

Pink narrowed her visible eyes and shut her fan before rudely pointing it at her.

“Girl, I saw you. You contributed nothing in this battle.” She said in an accusation tone.

Yet, Jenny raised both her hands and waved them as if she was caught red-handed.

“Sad, sad. You got me, Pink Bunny. Boo boo. What should I do? Should I cry to solve this problem?” She didn’t even back down.

Pink glared at her, narrowing her eyes at the lady.

However, despite the pressure inside their tone, the atmosphere between them didn’t even subdue. Hence, no one that knew them was worried.

“Ugh! I need my beauty sleep!” Blue blindly grabbed anyone in front of him with his eyes half-closed.

“Here!”

“Great!” He blindly slumped on that tall body, putting all his trust in that unknown body that seemed familiar.

Thankfully, Sly was there to be his cushi