Scorp is DEAD pass it on

"Everything will probably be passed down to Khaba, and I wouldn't have it any other way but, what use will I be now.."

Vinny held it and smiled just a bit, then handed it back to him. "I know, but what use am I to the palace"

Vinny sighed and let himself fall back, hanging upside down off the branch by his legs. "All i'm really good for now is cooling down the palace when it's too hot..." He was just wallowing at this point, but who could really blame him, it was a better distraction then letting his mind stew alone anyway.

Vinny smiled just a little and chuckled softly, leaning over to blow a bubble at him. It drifted over to his nose and popped.

Vinny landed solidly in the marshy grass, stretching an looking up at the tree. "Sometimes I think you were in a circus."

Vinny stooped down to touch his fingers to it. "I wonder where Marbon went." He stepped out into the water, freezing a small patch to stand on.

Vinny walked forward quickly to catch his friend by his wrist and balances him. He takes a few more steps to make the width of the ice wider in case Vince slips again. He moves around to the front of him to hold his upper arms to keep him steady. "It's easier to stand on it if you take your shoes off"

Vinny skipped around the small section of lake and ran around behind Vince pushing him by his shoulders and grabbing on so they both slid. He smiled and giggled as they slid around, he really was enjoying himself and it showed. He lifted his palm to make a large mound and pushed Vince up it, sitting down behind him before pushing off to let them both slide.

Vinny set up a small cloud above them to make it snow a little and started making shapes and castles, pushing a mound towards Vince so he could too. "Make a snowfish its fun"

Vinny continued to make funny shapes out of ice, one of them was even made to look like Gilith and Belphyx. "Were you born in the desert? Or somewhere else?"

Vinny's head tilted and he pushed more snow to him. "What is it? Headache?" He placed his palm on Vince's forehead as a cold press.

Vinny took his hand away from his forehead and moved around to start grooming his hair into funny shapes, then back to how it usually was. "There's still sand in your head when was the last time you took a bath??"

Vinny leaned in closer to his head and took a wif. "You smell like sweaty sand you need a bath." He held on to Vince's shoulders so he wouldn't go anywhere, at least not without him attached.