Watch where you Land

“Hold on a moment, be careful with the detonator!”

Camille put out a paw to signal to the Sodacat in front of her to stop, drawing it back to her snout quickly after and letting her eyes dart away. Ginger sighed, pushing the vibrant soda stream of hair out of her face for a moment.

“Don’t get your feathers so ruffled, Cammy”- a phrase that made Camille pause and check the purple and pink feathers growing atop her shoulders and tail- “I’m not gonna use it. I’m not dumb, y’know. The others are still in there. Probably. Besides,” with a smirk the Sodacat picked up a pair of darkened goggles  and quickly pulled them over her brown eyes, followed by a pair of earmuffs wrapped around her ears. “Can’t detonate without protection on, can we?”

“I suppose that is true… you aren’t the first person I’ve met who detonated too early. Luckily nobody was in the building, but…”

Ginger’s huff stopped Camille from talking further. The pair sat in silence a while, sharing the occasional glance.

“By the way, what’s your sister doing to help?” Camille asked, gazing somewhere off in the distance. “Not that I’m accusing Vanilla of not working, I’m just curious. That’s all.”

Ginger stayed silent a while, watching Camille’s purple spacedust drip onto the floor, before she shrugged. “Dunno. Thought she was helping with planning stuff, guess she isn’t doing that. If she’s lucky she might have been allowed to use equipment- that’s gonna end up going to shit.”

Camille chuckled. “Perhaps, though you never know- she may be good at it. Though I don’t trust her to go anywhere near the explosives.”

“Nor do I. Anyway, get your damn protective gear on.” Ginger stepped away from the detonator, taking a seat just next to where Camille had been, and where she returned to after putting on the goggles and earmuffs.

“D’ya think everyone’s finished gathering up valuables in there?”

Camille tilted her head, taking off one side of the earmuffs to hear a little better.

“The building we’re about to destroy. Do you think everyone’s finished up in there?”

“If they are, they’ll give us a signal, won’t they? If Vanillie was one of the ones who was searching for valuables, perhaps they’ll send her- She is your sister, after all.”

“Yeah, probably. I hope they don’t, though. Knowing my luck, though- they will. Not that I dislike her or anything, she is my older sister, after all, she’s just…”

“Clumsy?”

“I was gonna say annoying, but yeah. She is clumsy. Knowing her she’ll probably-“

“Ginger! Miss Camille!” A pink and cream Sodacat bounded over to the pair, red and pink marbled soda glittering in the sparse rays of sunlight. “Everyone’s out of the building we’re ready!”

“Great, here she comes. Prepare for the worst, Camille.”

Vanillie’s deep green eyes focused only on the pair, not on the ground below her, nor the detonator she caught with one paw and fell onto. A deafening boom filled the air with its accompanying flash of explosion. Camille’s jaw dropped, Ginger put a paw to her face.

“… Whoops? Oh, my ears are ringing really bad after that…” Vanille looked back at the dust cloud forming from the explosion, and back at the two. “Looks like I was the one to detonate that after all, huh?” She chuckled. “Wait, is there any cracks in my bottle?”

Ginger sighed, and Camille couldn’t help but sigh with her. Clumsy was a word that couldn’t even half-describe Vanillie.