AN: So, Kiel convinced me to do the Maple 60 mins challenge. I missed yesterday, so here's the next prompt: Tino.

Although the legendary heroes, in all their bickering, did not agree on many things, they did agree on one thing.

They desperately needed something to do in their precious spare time that wasn't twiddling their thumbs or shoving said thumbs up their asses.

So, with this in mind, Phantom set out around Ereve, where they were set to have a meeting in the afternoon. It was strange to explore the place, when he remembered it best by moonlight and a balcony. Not sunlight streaming through green and yellow leaves, or blue skies with nary a cloud in sight. And definitely not tripping over a small white bundle and falling flat on his face.

"Ow," Phantom hissed angrily, fully prepared to pick himself up and kick whatever it was that tripped him with wrathful vengeance.

But then it mewled at him. Or chirped or whatever the fuck that sound was.

"Tii~?" The little white bird tilted its head at him, looking equally offended.

"Well, it's not my fault a certain feathery asshole was in the middle of the walkway!" Phantom huffed, before realizing that he was talking to a bird and glancing about to make sure no one was around.

"Ti!" The tino practically glared at him, its feathers ruffled.

Once again glancing around, Phantom promptly threw up his middle fingers at it. And before he could even blink it was flying at him and there was stinging pain everywhere. It was pecking him.

Phantom screeched like a baby and ran for the hills, tino pecking him all the way there. When he arrived at the meeting, he obtained many odd looks from the others there for his bedraggled appearance. But nonetheless, the meeting commenced.

And in the middle of it, Phantom burst out with a passionate look on his face, "Tino ball."

Silence. You could practically hear the crickets chirping.

"...If that's all, Phantom?" Freud blinked, struggling to not look amused.

"No, but wait! We just kick the little things around and try to get them past each other. There's six of us, so we could split three on each team-"

"If that's all?" Freud repeated, now visibly trying to stifle his laughter as Neinheart stood, fury evident on his face, and marched over to the master thief.

"Uh..." Phantom blinked, holding up his hands sheepishly as he watched Neinheart slowly but surely make his way over, "Yeah, that's all."

"Listen here," Neinheart said seethingly, jabbing his finger into Phantom's chest on every word, "The creatures of Ereve are sacred children of Shinsoo, and it is a blessing that we are allowed to live among these higher beings."

"But it pecked me-"

"Then you deserved it," Neinheart interrupted coldly.

Phantom sulked for the rest of the day.