Sage nodded with a giggle and put his hand on the door, ready to push it open when Luther gave the word. "So we run in, scare them out, and lock the door, taking over the kitchen which we can then trash by chucking food at eachother," he restated, mischief glistening in his eyes. He was slowly getting distracted...he was finding that doing that helped him ignore the pain across his back and shoulders. Overall, the day had been pretty great in all, he thought. When Luther was ready, he pushed the door open and they both ran into the kitchen, acting as rediculous as possible, and everyone soon scattered. He locked the door and had a pie flying in Luthers direction before he'd even fully turned around fully from locking the doo

Luther let out a type of childish scream when the pie smacked him right in the middle of the face. He kind of paused for a moment, trying to regain his thoughts before wiping his face and licking his lips, then running to hide behind a cabinet and grabbing a large tray of... well, what looked to be uncooked brownies and chucking it full force at the boy. Uhm, not really at the boy, rather just chucking it in any direction over the counter and praying it hits the boy. He swiftly ducked back under, a girlish giggle escaping him as he hid.

Sage heard himself squeal when the uncooked batter splattered everywhere. Luther had really just tossed it in his general direction, but luckily for the boy, it did splitter sage quite a bit. He grabbed another bowl full of.. something and ran around behind the table Luther was hiding behind, chasing the boy around and throwing food when he got the chance, Luther chucking food at him just as often. He was laughing more than he had in a while...it was good to run around and be dumb with a guy his own age. He was a bit slower and stiffer than usual, but hey, he was still fast enough. Besides, if Luther never got a hit in it wouldn't be much fun for the two of them anyway.

The next few minutes were rather fun... for Luther, at least. Especially considering Luther managed to get a good few hits in. Given, it was because Sage was kinda sluggish, but he was enjoying themselves... they both were to some extent. It only became more fun once the banging of a rather angry cook started up on the door. Luther's eyes widened ever so slightly as he looked from the door to Sage, who was winding up to throw another pie at him. "Sage!" he whisper shouted, going to hide behind another counter. "What do you think the chances are that we just threw the makings of tonight's dinner everywhere and someone's going to beat us for it?" He asked with a childish snicker.

Sage giggled at Luther's comment, tossing his pie at the boy again. "I think it would be well worth it if it did happen," he chuckled, rather amused at the thought of the angry cooks. "Besides, I think I'm more worried about Anya scolding the two of us rather than a guy who can't figure out only one of those doors are locked." He gave the cook a goofy grin and funny little wave, then tossed a pie, which landed on the doors window right where the guys face was. Sage giggled when the cook jumped back before remembering there was a door between the two of them and stormed off with a scowl. Sage briefly wondered where he was going, but other cooks were banging on the doors too, now, so they had more issues to deal with he supposed. "Should we take off or spend the remaining food for when they figure out how to get in here? I, for one, would like to nail some uppity castle folk with a pie nice and hard," he giggled, holding up a pie in each hand.

(Sorry for being slow with these lol. I'm soo busy atm. I'm competing over the next few days so might not be on much.)

Luther giggled as he watched the cooks try their hardest to get in... well, there was a reason they were only cooks and not doctors, that was for sure. "Yeah, I reckon Anya's scarier," he chuckled and hummed for a moment. "As much as I'd love to sit here and wait for all hell to break loose in here - where, might I add there are sharp objects for one of them to stab us with, I think we should grab a few pies and make a run for it... maybe get them from the back on the way out," he giggled brightly at the idea... no doubt the cooks would make an effort to chase the two of them through the castle, which would be amusing, to say the least.

(Thanks lol. Stressful day today, horses all over the place >.>)

Luther ran along the halls aside from Sage, cradling an absurd amount of pies on one arm, while he was balancing just one in the other. He wound them up and chucked a few at the people whenever they edged close to throw them off, and a few he handed to Sage to throw... mainly because his aim was a hell of a lot better than his own. The two whipped around the castle halls quick enough to be slipping and sliding everywhere. Soon enough, they were down to just one pie, which Luther was holding onto as his life depended on it. The boy motioned to get a little quicker before leading Sage off down a narrow hall and slipping into one of the secret passages in hopes that the people didn't know about them... maybe then they could catch their breath.

(I know how that works lol. Not worries!)

Sage slipped into the tunnel Luther had slid into and closed the door as quickly and quietly as he could. He listened to the angry cooks (or, rather, the ones who were still on their feet) run past them, and then a little later the few who were behind but had gotten up from the floor. He held his laughter in until they were out of heating range and then burst out laughing. He held his hand up for a high five, and when Luther whacked him he let the two of them laugh for a moment before slowing down to a chuckle, eyes sparkling. "We ...we should get washed up before Anya sees us," he wheezed out. They were covered head to toe in...all sorts of food. Pies, whipped cream, vegetables, fruits, and more. He hadn't really seen what he was throwing around, he just threw it...the kitchen was just as much of a mess as the two of them were, and he did feel a bit sympathetic for whoever had to clean it all up. Though, Anya would probably make the two of them clean if she figured out what they'd just done. Though, he had no idea where the girl was. He poked his head out of the passageway and when he saw it was clear out, he stepped out of the tunnel, gesturing for Luther to follow.

(It would be funny if on their way back they run into Anya. Like they turn a corner and she's like what and they just like go silent or something lol)

Luther kind of collapsed against the wall, chest heaving as he tried to get his breath back. Though, it didn't seem to work too well... well, not considering he was too busy giggling and laughing to stop his wheezing. "Yeah," he agreed with a grin, still clutching onto the pie tin as he settled down. "If that one catches us like this she'll have us clean it all up... well, that and she'd probably kick our asses... and have the cooks help her out with it," he giggled childishly before shaking his head. It was more than true... he knew Anya had been working hard to get the castle workers to like Sage a little better, but this little stunt of theirs would probably put all that effort out the window. Oh, man, she would be mad. Probably more at Luther than at Sage, but mad all the same. Soon enough the boy got his breath back and climbed to his feet. "Come on," he breathed, "Let's go get all cleaned up and then we can dig into this..." he murmured his head slightly cocked as he peered down at the pie, "I don't even know what it is." He chuckled before dusting himself off. Really, dusting himself off just spread the... whatever they were covered in.