What would your mother say if she saw you not sharing the work load?"

Billy sniggered into his paintbrush; he found it quite amusing that Moira had been duped into helping him complete his eggs. Just because of his stubbornness in refusing the use a wand. My mother would say, Oh! What a clever boy you are! and then probably whip me with a tea towel. It was true, his mother was very sweet and agreeable, but then annoy her slightly and one would get attacked from behind. He hadnt met anyone else like that yet, and hoped that he would be spared from it.

Oh, yes, that's right. I'm terribly sorry to have forgotten; that's not like me at all. If I decorate a few, I don't have to hide them, do I? Not that I wouldn't want to help, but that would ruin a bit of the fun on my end..."

Billy smiled with relief, well that was good. One person had arrived and the hiding would start soon. He had some rather ingenious places to hide the eggs, and at least now there was one person to find them. Great! No, you dont have to hide it. Well do it. A rather sly smile crossed his face, Well hide them reeeal good. He assured Abbey, cocking his head slightly.

"You better not get any ideas, Mr. Sawyer! Or you'll be the one trembling with fear!"

Oh, Ive got no ideas whatsoever he said innocently, only his eyes betraying the cheekiness he embodied. And I dont tremble Im staunch. He said, in a gruffer voice than normal as if to assert his staunch manliness. Though really, he wasnt quite sure. Since Ben had been spending so much time with Anya, Billy had been roped into more extracurricular activities. Most of them dealing with girls painting easter eggs with Moira was decidedly girly, yet luckily his eggs still contained an element of masculinity if only from the messiness and the plain ugliness of some of them.

"I'm just joking, dear. Do whatever you like to her, but do be warned: you'll have to face down two of us in retaliation, and I'm not quite sure that you could handle that."

What? That isnt fair! Two against one, hardly fair at all. But no matter, the two of you are no match for my skill in doing stuff that will eventuate in retaliation he rambled, putting greenish-brown splotches on his egg.

"There Abbey. What do you think of that? Is it his colour?"

Again, he wasnt prepared for that. Moira! The paint is for the eggs, what a waste of resources! he declared jokingly. Right he would get her when she least expect. Pointedly, he started to ignore the two girls and concentrated on his painting of his egg which would be the most marvellous one to date, and better than any of their two. Yes itll be the egg of all eggs! The master of them all!

"Now hold still, Mr Sawyer. You can't wear pink and green without blue."

Oi! Its isnt Paint a Scotsman Day until August! he made up, his eyes gazing accusingly at Abbey. Thats it, youve been officially added onto my list of people that I must pay back by unpleasant means. He warned Abbey, wrinkling his face up. He was little curious to what he looked like now, but then again he didnt want to appear vain. He would suck it up, like a man. Besides these two girls were a little scary together.

"It was yours too, Billy...I can't take all the credit."

Aw, shucks. Well, good on us eh? Billy said, typically not even noticing her blush as he completed the ugliest egg on earth and started onto another. He glanced at Abbey as she changed the topic to schoolwork.

It will make dueling practice so much better, not having to practice inside and in those musty rooms. Don't you agree?"

Yeah, all the more chances to accidentally strike an innocent passer-by. He agreed somewhat gleefully. But it also means were not going to be here for very much longer, and I dont know about you two but that thought terrifies me just that wee bit.