Great.

Just, great. [Name] had found themself wavering about to the weaponry area in need of some extra tools to fix their own hoverboard.

Apparently, it had been tampered with before, possibly on their last mission of wrecking havoc to Silco.

Their apparent plans on going out for a sweet ride were foiled. Foiled to shit.

[Name] frowned deeply, letting out a small huff of annoyance and grabbed a screwdriver. Pulling off some of the screws to adjust them on properly and figure out what went wrong with the hoverboard.

"This is gonna take a long time..." They silently groaned within irritation and annoyance, narrowing their eyes and worked on their hoverboard. "Silco and his shitty goons, messing up my hoverboard..."

A flurry of curses was muttered underneath their breath, their frown only deepened even more. Though, the flush of anger was replaced by a look of shock 'n surprise from hearing another voice from the ends of the room.

"Having trouble, Firefly?" That voice belonged to Ekko. There he was, leaning against the doorway, with his arms crossed and a raised brow was irked upon his face.

In response, [Name] let out an incompetent scoff and rolled their eyes in response, merely shrugging. "Me? Pfft, no way! Everything is going just..." They trailed off, trying to think of the right word, before letting out a small exhale. "...peachy. Yeah, everything is just fine 'n peachy!"

Ekko let out an amused laugh at this, pushing himself off from the doorway and shook his head silently. "Oh, really now? Then, tell me; why are you gripping the toolbox, like your life depends on it?"

His eyebrows were irked and furrowed within questioning. Though, it was of pure questioning, it was deemed in being used against [Name] in the moment.

In response, [Name] let out an embarrassed huff, trying to shrug off Ekko's comment and turned back to fixing their hoverboard. "I wasn't gripping it-- Just an unintentional action! Just let me finish this..."

Trailing off, [Name] narrowed their eyes and started to hammer some parts on. An exhale left their lips, feeling that Ekko was still staring at them. Turning around to comment on this, [Name] saw that Ekko wasn't actually by the doorway anymore.

"You're holding the hammer the wrong way around--"

Upon hearing the owner of the voice perk up at a surprising time, causing [Name] to let out a sudden yelp of shock and to do the first thing they'd usually do on instinct.

To punch that very person.

And, that very person happened to be Ekko. Who was, rubbing his nose and let out a small pained groan. [Name] widened their eyes and grimaced, clearing their throat. "Uh-- Instincts, am I right?" A nervous chuckled emitted from their lips, before a small frown wavered onto their face.

"Uh-huh, yeah." Ekko merely muttered in reply, flinching from the very slip of his own fingers to trace them over to his nose. [Name] just stood there, watching Ekko flinch from the pain on his nose and then stopped their shocked-fest. They rushed to a cabinet, pulling out a first aid kit and made their way over to Ekko.

"Just, sit on the table and I'll help you out." [Name] commanded, to which Ekko complied, sitting himself onto the table and shuffled about. "Y'know, you should be careful more often, Idiot. You got your nose all hurt."

"And, whose fault do you think that is?" Ekko questioned, the question seething with everlasting teasingness, which caused [Name] to irk in annoyance.

"Okay, fair point...But, I didn't even know it was you, it was my instinct!" [Name] flailed their arms in exaggeration, opening the kit and started to apply a cotton bud onto Ekko's nose, in order to cool it off.

"Okay-Okay, it was on your instinct. But, isn't there something you have to say to me, Firefly?" Raising a brow in motion, Ekko sucked in his breath from the coldness of the cotton bud making contact with his nose. "You pack quite the punch, as well."

"Yeah-Yeah, I'm, uh...Uh, sorry." [Name] hesitantly muttered, frowning deeply and continued dabbing the cotton bud onto Ekko's nose. Although, it seemed, like Ekko couldn't hear what they said, but he obviously did.

"What was that, Firefly? I couldn't quite hear you." Raising a brow, an oncoming smirk formed upon his face.

"I said;" [Name] started to speak through gritted teeth. "I'm. Sorry."

The ego within [Name] was slowly edging away and Ekko could see that. Thus, a shit-eating grin formed upon his face and he shifted about on where he was sitting.

"Sit still. Let me put this on you." [Name] sighed, applying a plaster onto Ekko's nose and let out a content sigh. "There we go."

Ekko raised a brow, placing his hand to feel where the plaster was and slowly nodded. His face of relief turned to confusion upon seeing [Name] having a look of expectation upon their face. "Don't you have something to say, Ekko?"

Ekko furrowed his brows within not understanding, but widened his eyes in realisation in what [Name] meant and let out a small sigh. "Thanks, for helping me out with my nose, I guess."

[Name] grinned brightly, clapping their hands together in glee. "Oh, my; the Boy Saviour saying 'Thank You' to me? Whatever shall I do?" They questioned with every conceding hint of sarcasm and dramaticness, causing the white-haired boy to let out a disgruntled grunt and hop off from the table.

It was, at least even for the two now.

Both their egos were torn down, only by a bit.