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This was the most stupid, frustrating, completely avoidable predicament Nickel had ever found herself in.  Yet, due to the nature of her own ego she refused to get herself out of the problem she caused.

It was principle at this point.

Laying flat on her back against the scratchy couch, Nickel pouts as she stares up at the ceiling.  Her legs squished tightly between the tight couch cushions, wiggling every so often.  In the same position she had been for at least an hour at this point.

“I WOULDN'T STILL BE HERE IF SOMEONE WOULD ACTUALLY HELP!” Nickel belts out suddenly, groaning loudly into home.

“I'm not going to get myself stuck trying to get you out! I don't have arms either!” A voice belonging to Baseball calls out exasperatedly from another room.  Continuing a “conversation” that had been going on since Nickel got herself stuck.

Stuck in the couch.

And Baseball so rudely refused to help his dear friend.

Nickel huffs indignantly, “Some friend you are.”

A deep frown remains etched across Nickel's face, her eyebrows furrowed deeply as she huffs and groans. She makes enough noises so that she's sure Baseball could hear her whine and moan about her state, hoping to annoy him enough to come help.  The big softie would cave eventually.

However, as if by miracle, the door to their shared home opens. A signal that the final occupant had finally returned home from their shift he had been assigned by the OSC.

“BALLOON!  You're finally home!” Nickel exclaims- almost too happily.

“What did you do this time, Nickel?” The door slams shut, Balloon's unamused voice echoing through the room.  Balloon meanders over to the couch to see what she was up to, lifting an eyebrow seeing her legs between the cushions.

Balloon just stares at her, gaze moving from the cushions, to Nickel, then back to the cushions…

“Do…I want to ask?”

“Well, funny story-” Nickel starts to speak before that GRATING VOICE from the other room RUDELY interrupts her.

“She got STUCK in the COUCH.”

Baseball's annoyance in his tone was not lost on Balloon.  This must have been going on for quite awhile now.

Sighing and dragging a hand down his face, Balloon has to ask, “How did you get stuck in the couch? Can't you just…lift your legs out?”

“What!? Are you insane!?” Nickel blurts out immediately, “There's a gold mine in between these cushions, I'm not letting it go! I worked hard for this!”

There's a long pause of silence from Balloon as Nickel huffs and puffs.

“So, you're telling me, you got stuck in the couch…because of loose change? And you refuse to get yourself unstuck because of it?” Balloon nearly cannot believe what he is saying, gesturing to Nickel's stuck legs.

“Uh…yeah that's pretty much it.” Nickel's huffs stop abruptly as she clicks her tongue.  She'd shrug if she had shoulders, which she does not.

There's a long, long pause of silence as Balloon just stares at Nickel with his arms crossed.  Nickel attempts to stare back but laying on her back made the angle a little awkward.  Baseball remained in his room, away from this ridiculousness.

Finally breaking the silence, Nickel speaks with the usual sarcastic undertone, “So…are you gonna help me or what? I didn't think I'd have to ask.”

That's when Balloon finally bursts out laughing.

Nickel sputters, trying to pull herself upright but faltering as her knees could not stay locked in the position she was already in.

“Wh- stop laughing! It's not funny!”

Balloon does not stop laughing.

“I MEAN IT! STOP!”

Nickel would be red in the face if metal could show it, embarrassment finally settling in on the predicament she found herself in. 

After a few minutes, Balloon's belly busting laughter settles into a fit of giggles, then a few chuckles as he's wiping the tears from his eyes. He tries to take a deep breath, shaking from the laughing fit he just had.

“I dunno Nickel, why should I help? You're perfectly capable of getting out yourself if you just leave the coins.” Balloon grins, a teasing tone slipping into his words.

Another frown finds itself onto Nickel's face as she gives out a loud frustrated groan. She weakly attempts to push herself up only to fall back onto the couch for dramatic effect.

Balloon rolls his eyes.

“Because you're sooooo nice and you love me sooooo much.” Nickel grumpily replies, pouting, voice dripping with that ever present sarcasm.

There's a brief moment where Balloon considers just sucking it up and yanking Nickel out of the couch to save everyone the whining and complaining.  That moment swiftly fades when Nickel decides to mock him.

“You know Nickel, I distinctly remember I asked for your help the other day. Do you remember that? With the chores around the house?” Balloon ponders aloud and Nickel's face pales, “You said you were tooooo busy to help, but you ended up doing…what again? Nothing? And I did everything? Isn't that right?”

“Well- that was DIFFERENT.” Nickel nervously laughs trying to come up with something clever to get himself out of this, “Cmoonnn you aren't gonna let something that small get in the way riiiight? You wouldn't leave your poor girlfriend in such a position…right?”

“Hmmm…” Balloon hums and haws, moving closer to the couch and leaning over Nickel.

She stares up at him, gulping nervously and offering a small smile.

“I think I would.” Balloon smiles down at her and gives her a small pat before pulling away and turning from the couch.  Then, Balloon starts to walk away from Nickel altogether, heading towards his own room.

“WAIT! Waitwaitwaitwait!!!” Nickel yelps, pleading.

Balloon pauses mid-step- slowly inching forwards, a smirk forming.

“I'm SORRY okay! I'll do all the chores for the next week! Just help me out okay!?”

Humming and hawing again, Balloon rocks on his feet.

“You should already be doing your chores.”

Nickel lets out a loud strangled gurgle. This was NEEDLESSLY frustrating.  Balloon could be a real bitch when he wanted to be.

“Then what do you WANT?”

Balloon taps his face thoughtfully, spinning back around on his heel to look back over at Nickel, “What are you offering?”

Nickel seethes at the question, doing her best to glare at Balloon.  She was practically shaking at this point, still refusing to let go of the damn coins that got her into this situation. 

“I'm fucking STUCK Balloon. There's NOTHING I CAN offer right now.  It's not like I have ARMS.” Nickel snaps, aggressively eye rolling.

Balloon had made his way back to the couch while Nickel was ranting, hefting himself up onto the other side where Nickel was not laying.  Her eyes turn to glare at him still, scowling the entire while.

“Weelllll…” Balloon gestures idly with his hand, “You do have your mouth, which you've made abundantly clear.”

Nickel's thoughts abruptly come to a screeching halt, any snappy reply she had dying on her tongue. 

“Huh?”

She blinks as Balloon draws his legs onto the couch.  Soon his shadow looms over Nickel, his body blocking out the overhead light as he crawls over her on his hands and knees.

Gazing at her with eyes half lidded, Nickel can feel a flush raise to her cheeks, “I'd be happy to help you if you help me relax after a long day, unless of course you have any better ideas. Though, I don't think you have many options to argue.” Balloon giggles lowly and Nickel can no longer meet his gaze. 

Her eyes travel down Balloon's rubbery round body, locking onto the sight of Balloon's half hard cock emerging from its hidden slit.  Nickel swallows thickly, immediately snapping her gaze away and back to Balloon's face, finally getting it.

“Well, if there's really no other option…” Nickel gives Balloon a shaky grin, “Who am I to say no, favor for a favor right?”

“Exactly!” Balloon chirps happily, breaking the character he was doing briefly to give Nickel a quick peck on the forehead.

Nickel's face splits into a grin at the gentle action, only to have the moment dashed away as Balloon pulls himself forward and practically drops his dick on her face with a heavy plop.

“HEY-” Nickel started to protest being treated in such a way, only for Balloon to unceremoniously shove his dick into Nickel's open mouth. All while giving her that obnoxious mischievous little look Balloon makes that drives Nickel up a wall.

Whatever words Nickel had were snuffed out quickly, Nickel instead sputtering wetly at the sudden intrusion. Balloon's hands find their way to Nickel's rounded edge, holding onto it to keep himself in place with each leg on either side of Nickel.

Balloon gives himself a moment to adjust, grinding his hips into Nickel's mouth as a shaky gasp falls from his lips. 

“See? Not too bad, is it?” Balloon hums, slowly dragging his cock back.

Nickel can't reply to that, only able to grumble angrily around Balloon's dick.  She tries her best to get used to the insertion quickly, not wanting to gag. She tries to get her tongue around it best she could as it's pulled back out.

A long moan falls from Balloon's lips as Nickel's tongue drags across his dick. The feeling of Nickel's warm wet mouth was too inviting to stay from for long, Balloon swiftly thrusting back into it, his hands gripping the edges of Nickel tightly to hold her firmly in place.

Spit starts to pool at the corners of Nickel's mouth as Balloon pushes back in, his dick filling Nickel's mouth to a suffocating degree.  As much as Nickel wanted to do something other than just lay there, there is little more she can do other than let Balloon fuck her mouth.  The position she was in was uncomfortable to say the least, trying to enjoy what would typically be a great situation was hard.

To which Balloon does, and Nickel simply accepts it at this point.  Balloon keeps up the leisurely pace, taking his sweet damn time, trusting in and out of Nickel's mouth.  Balloon mumbles between pants frequently, leaning down to press kisses to the top of Nickel's head, basking in the sensations of Nickel around his cock, grinding his body against Nickel's face to impossibly try and get it further in.

The squeaky sound of rubber against coin clamored throughout the room, combined with the filthy wet sounds of Balloon's cock smacking against Nickel's mouth and face.

By now spit was fully running down her face, Nickel’s groans choked down by the tip of Balloon's dick brushing against the back of her throat.  She could feel herself growing more and more aroused, as uncomfortable as it was, finding something hot about the situation.  Her own dick was starting to harden, pushing up against Balloon's rubbery body only to be neglected by her partner.

“Okay- okay stop.” Balloon suddenly stops mid thrust, his dick still in Nickel's mouth as he pulls himself upwards to rest on his knees.

Nickel is drug out of whatever thoughts she had in her head, making a startled questioning noise while trying to get off of Balloon's dick to ask why the fuck did you stop?

Balloon's face turns towards the hallway entryway that led to their rooms, sighing deeply, “Seriously Baseball it's getting weird, why are you just lurking in the doorway like that?” 

Nickel nearly swallows Balloon's dick in shock when Balloon calls out their third roommate. She completely forgot Baseball was still home.  This was not how she expected this to go.

Baseball glances around the room, suddenly not wanting to look at the two on the couch, “Oh uh- well. I heard you two out here and uh…I got…curious?” He chuckles nervously, foot kicking at the ground.

“If you want to join, you can just ask.” Balloon bluntly replies, gesturing towards Baseball to come, “Instead of standing there hovering creepily.”

“Can I?” Baseball excitedly perks up almost immediately, dropping the nervousness, and Balloon can't help but snort.

Nickel rolls her eyes at the exchange, now taking to tonguing Balloon's dick out of boredom.  Might as well if it's still in there.

“Well, I mean I don't- ah-” Balloon gasps, biting back a moan as Nickel's tongue swirls around the tip of his cock, “-mind. Nickel?”

Finally removing his dick from Nickel's mouth, Balloon shoots her an annoyed look, only for Nickel to give her a smug grin.

At Balloon's approval, Baseball quickly closes the distance between himself and the couch.  As he neared, it became clear Baseball had been watching for awhile by now- with his own cock hard and throbbing on full display.

“As long as you still get me out after this, do whatever you want.” Nickel huffs, rolling her eyes as Baseball bounds over, trying not to let the fluttering excitement of Baseball joining in show in her voice.

“Is that seriously all you can think about?” Balloon quips back with a sigh, grabbing hold of the edges of Nickel's body and pulling her up.  With Nickel no longer laying flat on her back on the cushion, Baseball was able to get onto the couch behind her, the couch cushion dipping down with the added weight.

“What can I say, I'm greedy.” Nickel smugly replies, earning an eyeroll from Balloon as her partner shoves her into him.  Thus muffling anything else Nickel might say with her face smushed into Balloon's squishy body.

Not that Nickel was going to complain.  Her dick was caught between herself and Balloon, each movement from Balloon giving it the friction she so craved, but it just was not enough.

“So…uh. How should we…?” Baseball changes the topic, much more focused on the task at hand than bickering with the coin.

Turning his attention back to Baseball, but keeping Nickel firmly in place, Balloon shrugs nonchalantly, “Well, not much we can do in the way of positions with Nickel refusing to free her legs like she could easily do if she just let go of the change.” 

Nickel spouts some muffled protests that are lost to the rubber of Balloon's body.

“Sooo…I guess you can take her from behind and I get the front?” Balloon thinks aloud, “I doubt she'd complain.” 

“Probably not knowing her.” Baseball admits, chuckling.

Nickel huffs, annoyed they're talking about her like she isn't even there.  Not that they weren't wrong per say, but she could at least give her opinion! If she wasn't being suffocated by Balloon at this moment.

Eh. Worse ways to die.

Baseball shuffles around behind her, trying to find a comfortable position due to his own lack of arms.  While he does so, Nickel can feel Balloon's hands start to roam down her back, circling around her hole.

“Can you…?” Baseball murmurs, watching Balloon's hands move intently, his cock starting to drip pre-cum onto the couch as his impatience grows.

Balloon nods, giving a hum of confirmation.

Finally, Balloon touches Nickel where it matters, his fingers dancing around the rim of Nickel's hole.

“Baseball, could you…?” Balloon pauses, realizing something important, lifting one of his hands up towards Baseball.

Getting the idea immediately, Baseball leans forwards and takes Balloon's fingers into his mouth.  He sucks on them almost greedily, clearly having been way more turned on than either the other two had thought.  His tongue moves around each digit, swirling saliva around each one.  He hums as he works, making sure everything is coated for preparation.

Balloon sighs as Baseball works, soon removing his fingers from Baseball's mouth with a wet pop- Baseball letting out an involuntary whine at that.

Still stuck, Nickel tries to speak, her body shaking with anticipation and hearing that needy whine slip from Baseball.  She was getting impatient while the other two messed around, wanting them both to hurry it up! Unfortunately, her words were still annoyingly muffled.

Fortunately, at least, Nickel did not have to wait long. Balloon's saliva-coated fingers now tracing around Nickel's hole, coating it in Baseball's spit.  To not waste more time, much to Baseball's glee, Balloon pushes a finger against the rim, slowly pushing it inside of Nickel as her hole opens up to his fingertips.

Nickel moans into Balloon at the intrusion, feeling his finger push and curl against her walls, stretching her out in preparation to take Baseball.  She shudders, unable to move her legs still, burying her face into Balloon more.

Baseball watches keenly, biting his lip to stifle a groan as Balloon prepares Nickel for him.  He starts to slowly rut his dick against the couch, eager for even the barest hint of relief.

Motioning to Baseball with his free hand, Balloon casually inserts another finger into Nickel- earning a long whine from the coin.

Glancing between Balloon's motioning and his fingers working Nickel, Baseball leans forward whispering “Fuck.” Under his breath.

Lips meeting, Baseball moans into Balloon's mouth, Balloon eagerly taking the moment to let his tongue explore inside of Baseball's, curling his tongue around the other's.

Nickel can hear them start to make out, sloppy wet sounds and groans and she so wished she could see it.  Both her partner and her best friend all hot and bothered- the thoughts reeling in her head traveled straight to her dick.  It throbbed painfully, still stuck between her and Balloon, unable to find any purchase to get friction.  It was starting to leak now, cum sticking between them as she tried pathetically to rock her body.

Starting to piston her fingers in and out of Nickel, with each thrust in he curls them against her walls, pushing against them in such a fashion that drives Nickel crazy.  With each trust of his fingers, Nickel whined and moaned, trying to push back against Balloon's fingers but struggling with the lack of mobility.  Instead she writhed against Balloon, squirming and drooling against the rubber.  She wanted more, no she needed more.

Baseball ruts into the couch harder, grinding into the cushion, his leaking dick staining the fabric.  He pushes his mouth into Balloon's harder, trying to take control and thrust his tongue into Balloon's mouth. They break apart for only brief seconds to catch their breath, panting before diving back in.  Spit trailed down the edges of their lips, teeth clashing against the other.  The sloppy sounds of them making out only serving to turn Nickel on more.

Soon, Balloon finally removes his fingers from Nickel, the coin immediately whining at the loss.  She nuzzles her body against Balloon, practically near begging for something, trying to get friction for her dick.

Then, Balloon pulls back from Baseball with a small giggle, a string of saliva connecting their lips together. Baseball breathes heavily, eyes lidded as his gaze flickers down to Nickel.

“Your turn.” Balloon chimes, pushing Nickel back and into Baseball, the coin now practically sitting on Baseball's dick.

“Fucking FINALLY-” Is the first thing to escape from Nickel's mouth, finally freed from Balloon's smothering body.  Her dick twitched in anticipation as she tried desperately to use whatever motion she could muster to push against Baseball's dick.

“You're always so impatient.” Baseball sighs, knowing he was feeling the same way.  His cock throbbed desperately with need as he took to rubbing it against Nickel's spit slicked hole.

“Maybe if you two weren't busy making out I wouldn't be!” Nickel snaps in response.

“Feeling left out?” Balloon replies back, earning a sputter from Nickel.

“Psh, no.” Nickel half heartedly replies with a nervous chuckle.

Balloon and Baseball share a brief glance before Balloon leans into Nickel, “You're such a liar.” Balloon then pushes his lips onto Nickel's, biting at her lower lip to get Nickel to open up for him.

She does so easily, inviting Balloon in near instantly, so Balloon makes himself welcome.  Balloon intertwines their tongues together, moaning into Nickel's mouth as he continues to nip at her lips greedily.  Even more greedily, Balloon finally attends to Nickel's neglected dick, wrapping a hand around it and slowly stroking it.  

She whines loudly, body trying to jerk into Balloon's hand but finding it hard to do anything more than tremble.  Cum started to spill over onto Balloon's hand, running down his fingers.

Unable to take it anymore, watching the scene unfold in front of him, Baseball bites his lip hard enough to leave a bruise.  His body jerks upwards, dick desperately craving Nickel to be around him now.  Baseball shuffles himself around, using his knees to line himself up to Nickel's hole.

Not wasting anymore time, Baseball pushes the tip of his dick into Nickel, breaching past the rim. Baseball lets out a long shaky exhale as he pushes deeper into Nickel, her walls squeezing around his dick as he tries to stuff it all into her.

“Fuck Nickel-” Baseball inhales sharply, “How are you so damn tight…”

Nickel gasps, breaking the kiss between her and Balloon as Baseball's cock fills her hole.  Her body shudders, Nickel not given a moment to breath as Balloon chases her lips down again.  His hand increases speed around her dick, squeezing it as he moves, not caring for the sticky mess as he rubs his thumb over the tip.

Tears form at the corner of Nickel's eyes, Baseball's massive cock filling her to the brim as he finally pushes flush against her body.  No matter how many times she took him, she could never get used to how wonderfully large he was, even if it was painful at first.  His cock throbs against her walls, Nickel feeling every small movement that Baseball makes.

Balloon jerks her off faster and faster, sucking at her lips and tongue.  His hand pulling at her dick, trying to get her to finally burst. Nickel whines loudly, panting heavily as her two partners continue to service her.

Desperate to keep burying himself in Nickel, Baseball starts to set a brutal pace.  He drags himself back only to roughly snap back in, his body crashing into Nickels with each thrust.  Balloon has to grip at the edge of Nickel's body with his free hand to keep her crashing into him.

Feeling herself nearing her limit, Nickel breaks the kiss between her and Balloon to moan, leaning into him instead and swearing.  She felt as if her entire body was on fire, threatening to explode at a moment's notice.  Between Baseball roughly fucking her from behind and Balloon so attentively jerking her off, she knew she wouldn't last much longer.

“Ballooooon…” She whines again, Balloon shushing her gently as drool spills from Nickel's mouth onto him.

Baseball grunts behind her, slamming into her hole to feel more of that enticing slick heat around himself.  He loved how tight Nickel was around him, almost having to force her body to fit all of him, yet she always took him so well.

“Fuck! Nickel-” Baseball swears again, slamming into her again to the hilt, reaching her inner depths and hitting that spot that made Nickel see stars.

Nickel practically screams as Baseball abuses it, his cock roughly beating into her and causing pleasure to swim around with the pain of being stretched to her limit.

Her body bubbles, her cock throbbing as Balloon’s hand massages her orgasm from her while she was still reeling from Baseball.  Her entire body shakes as it tears through her, cum shooting from her dick all over Balloon's body and lower half, staining the rubber with her fluid. Her walls tense as she releases, squeezing around Baseball's cock as if trying desperately to milk him, causing him to moan loudly.

Baseball knew he was close, he would not last much longer like this.  He looks down, seeing Balloon stained with Nickel’s cum, able to partially make out Nickel's face that looked both blessed out and desperate with that post orgasm look in her eyes.

There's a stutter in his movements, his entire being aching for release. Craving to fill Nickel as much as he possibly could.

Balloon stroked along Nickel's sides, easing her through the haze she was in, but he was still hard- his own dick leaking and aching, feeling like a heavy weight he could no longer ignore.

Guiding Nickel back to his dick, Balloon pushes the tip into Nickel's cheek, smearing cum along her face.  Nickel glances between Balloon and his dick, easily opening his mouth without a fuss.  Balloon accepts the invitation easily, slipping back into Nickel's mouth, letting out a long groan of relief as Nickel's tongue immediately gets to work.

She sucks on his cock greedily, wet disgusting slurping sounds ripping out from her throat.  Her tongue coils around what she could, running it along the underside.  Balloon's entire body shudders, pushing his dick in further and further until his body meets hers.

Balloon and Baseball stare at each other briefly, Nickel squeezed in-between the two, taking both of their dicks at once.  They lean into each other, mouths interlocking again as they moan into each other, both starting to thrust their cocks in and out of Nickel in tandem.

It could hardly be called a kiss, it was mostly saliva and tongue, teeth crashing together as they tried to push into each other.  Their cocks were buried in Nickel, both captured by her wet warmth.  She whimpered and whined between them, her body shaking as she's filled so deeply over and over again, each time they pull out only to thrust back in. 

She could barely register her own thoughts, overstimulated by her previous orgasm only to be slammed into over and over.  She was crushed between them, stuck in a position that she really did not mind being in- but frustrated at only being able to sit and take what they were giving her.

Oh fuck it all.

Nickel lets go of the change, finally prying her own legs out from between the sofa cushions, using the freed leverage to push herself into Baseball- meeting him mid thrust with a slam, his cock push and stretching her in all the best ways.

Baseball sputters, wailing loudly feeling Nickel slam into him.  Cum starts to pool at the end of his dick, dripping into Nickel's hole.

“I can't-” Baseball whimpers, unable to hold himself back any longer.

Balloon kisses the side of his mouth, licking greedily at the corner of it, feeling his own body burning and feeling as if he was going to pop any second.

“Together-” Balloon pleads, wanting to give Nickel everything they had, “Please-!”

Baseball whines loudly, the pair slamming into Nickel in tandem.  Drool spills from the sides of Nickel's mouth, her moans vibrating around Balloon's dick as she desperately chases down Baseball's dick, needing to feel that huge throbbing piece of meat fill her to the brim.

Finally, their cocks shove into her one more time, pushing as far as they possibly could.  Balloon deep down Nickel's throat and Baseball fully enveloped by the walls of her hole squeezing around him.

They both cry out, a mixture of moans and wheezes as they find their release.  Cum shooting into Nickel from both ends, down her throat and deeper into her hole.

She felt impossibly full, feeling the hot liquid fill her backside, unable to fully contain all of Baseball's load.  It started to spill out of the sides where his dick met her body, spilling out and onto the couch.  Her body tensed and her muscles squeezed around Baseball, trying to milk his orgasm for all he was worth.  Needing his cum to fill her up completely.

Meanwhile she tried hard to swallow Balloon's cum, spurting into her mouth and down her throat.  It came out hard and fast, Nickel barely able to keep up, starting to sputter and choke at the salty taste that covered her throat and tongue.

Balloon pulls himself out hearing Nickel start to cough, his cock shooting the rest of his load in thick ropes across Nickel's face.

The trio ride out the two orgasms together, panting deeply and curling into each other, Balloon using his arms to pull them both closer.  All of them felt as if they were in a haze, filled with the post-orgasmic bliss settling into their beings.

It was silent for a long stretch of time, all of them breathing heavily as their cum dripped down from Nickel and onto the couch.

Baseball is the first to move, finally pulling his dick out from Nickel with a filthy wet pop. Cum pours her hole, dripping down her backside and down her thighs, creating a pool beneath her.  She whined at the absence, already missing the feeling of being filled so deeply by Baseball's cock.

“I'm not- I'm not cleaning this up.” Nickel finally breaks the silence with a wheeze, “Wasn't my idea.” She leans forward, nuzzling into Balloon's soft squishy body, not caring for the sticky slick still stuck to it.

“You're still the one who got stuck, you should be the one to clean it.” Balloon replies, rolling his eyes and wrapping his arms around Nickel.

Baseball leans into them, practically near laying on them both, letting out a tired groan, “I'll clean it, if I had helped Nickel earlier this wouldn't have happened.”

The other two hum in acknowledgement, agreeing silently.

They lay like that for a little while, just enjoying the moment before Balloon suddenly snaps to attention.

“Wait a minute.”

He stares at Nickel incredulously.

“You got yourself unstuck!? Are you serious right now? All of that and you-”

Nickel blinks, looking up at him with a sheepish grin.

“What can I say, I got greedy.”

Balloon shoves her off him, causing both her and Baseball to tumble off the couch.  Nickel snorts at him pouting over it, Baseball giving out a long sigh before also chuckling at the absurdity of the situation.

The three bicker and laugh over what happened before agreeing to go and get themselves cleaned up, Nickel pleading to Balloon and convincing him to carry her to the shower because she's just soooo sooooore.  Baseball heading towards the bathroom first to get the shower ready, taking the most space he would go first and get done quickly before the other two.