Once the meerkat had reached the pool he turned to look back at the demon, expecting him to right behind him. However, to his surprise, he found Vyers wandering toward the lounging chairs at the side of the pool instead. He folded his arms across his chest and eyed the demon expectantly. Vyers didn’t honestly think he could go to pool party without taking a dip in the pool, did he? What was the problem this time, he was worried about his hair getting wet? After the amount of time he spent on it in the morning Timon would be more than happy to see it destroyed.

“What, you’re not coming in?” he asked. “Why not? There’s not something wrong with the water, is there? You’re not scared of it… Are you?”