Disclaimer: Everything related to DEBS belongs to Angela Robinson. Any OCs are jointly owned by shoosh (ATD) and me.

Rated: K

"Teams Alba and Bra-bow, get reaby." The slurred order was shout-whispered into her wrist as she army crawled across the battlefield to a large boulder. She ignored the returned, "What's a bra bow?" and concentrated on the objective. "Team Chowie…" Her eyes caught the team in question bounding from the back of the field straight to the enemy before lighting up in indignation.

"Mama!" The team leader scolded. "You can't gibe my team mamber treats!"

Lucy brought her hands up in surrender, Buttons still licking one as she grinned, caught. "My bad. No more tricks. Promise."

"I don't beliebe you. Cross your heart."

Lucy laughed, looking around the armchair just far enough to see Sophie's crossed arms and serious tilt of her brow – an Amy trademark – before doing as asked.

"BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!" A brunette blur jumped up from behind another armchair and dove sideways onto the couch, brandishing a finger gun in Lucy's direction as she barrel rolled to the side for shelter only to grunt as a second brunette blur came out of nowhere and tackled her, pinning her to the carpet by sitting on her stomach.

"I got you!" Marcos announced proudly, bouncing a little, his own finger gun forgotten. "I made Stefan play decoy and I got you!"

Temporarily ignoring Sophie's plaintive, "But I'm the team leaber!" in the background, Lucy couldn't help but smirk at Marc'. "Did you?"

He started nodding before shrieking, Lucy's backup finally showing up and tickling Marcos until he slipped off his mother in a fit of laughter. "Uncle Scud!" he sputtered.

"Always take out the backup first, baby boy," Lucy smiled, getting up. Suddenly, a balled up sock hit the back of her head and she internally reprimanded herself before giving an anguished moan and collapsing, Soph crawling atop her.

"Or have a Plan B. Or an extension of Plan A, really," Stefan smirked from her side, two more socks in his hands. "Surrender now that we've blown you up?"

"We blowed you up, but not for real," Sophie added.

Lucy opened her mouth just as the door opened, Amy stopping dead and blinking as all eyes landed on her in their various positions. Marcos took Scud's moment of hesitation to quickly squirm out of his reach and sit on his downed mother too.

Amy tilted an eyebrow at her wife, arms slowly crossing themselves making Lucy glance at Sophie before looking back. She finally opened her mouth again. "I can explain."