"What you," asked Prompto, looking up for a moment with a conspicious lift of his brow, "who had absolutely nothing to do with it, thought it was, hmmmm?"

Grinning, though, he took a closer look and found the paper, pulling it out.

"Ah-ha!" he said, brandishing it as proudly as he had the box cutter. "I've found it! I've--OH.EM.GEE."

Yup. It was that moment that he turned the paper to face him so he could see it for himself.

"TWO Anakins?!?"

"Ohmygod.

"We...we're...we're gonna need a bigger pump."

And then he just started laughing, vaguely wondering how many detentions they could manage to get over this one.

Just hopefully...not this week.