Momo slammed into his side. Busy making bubbles, he had been unprepared for this sudden assault. The two of them rolled over the ground, a bundle of limbs and confusion, for a few moments before coming to a halt at the edge of the training grounds.
The support shook her head, sitting up. Panicked, she made sure that her most precious thing was still intact. That wasn't John, of course, but the book she was reading right now. "Sorry, thought I was higher," Momo apologized after seeing that her reading material was indeed unharmed.
"You know what they say, Momo, don't read and fly," John groaned, getting back on his feet.
Interested in what had her this absorbed, or how she could even read while flying at this pace, he looked for the book she had been reading. An inkling confirmed, he smirked when he saw the e-reader.
"Oooh?" he made a satisfied, slightly mocking sound; "What happened to your 'paper is superior' stance, mhm?"
