Who Broke It? (au-ish)
(based on the meme. also everyone is living in astral world because fanfic reasons)
The whole group remained absolutely silent, as they gazed at the broken coffee machine on the floor.
"I'm not mad, I just want to know," Eliphas said.
Astral froze. Oh, he's definitely mad… He looked towards the others. Don could have done it, but that was unlikely, he loved coffee. Mist? Maybe. Yuma? Of course. It had to be Yuma. Great. If it was him then Yuma would end up being grounded for three weeks, again.
"I did it, I broke-" Astral began, and Eliphas cut him off at once.
"No. No you didn't," he said, giving the middle child his dryest look, who blushed. Astral was not capable of destroying anything. Even when he was angry. What he was capable of was taking the blame for everyone else. Especially… "Yuma?"
"Don't look at me!" Yuma retorted. "Look at Don!"
Don looked up from his phone. "What? I didn't break it," he said.
Yuma stared at him. "Huh. That's weird. How'd you even know it was broken?"
Don sighed. "Because it's sitting right in front of us, and it's broken."
"Hmm, suspicious." Yuma narrowed his eyes, while Don rolled his.
"No, it really isn't. But, if it matters, probably not, I did see the brat using it earlier."
Mist immediately shot his head up. "Don, I don't even drink that crap!" he whined.
"Oh, really? So what were you doing by the coffee cart earlier?" Don snapped back. God, the kid was annoying. More of the middle child than the actual middle child.
"I was using the wooden stirrers to push back my cuticles, everyone knows that!" Mist snarled, leaning in to Don, raising his fist. Don cocked his eyebrow, standing tall, readying himself for Mist. Mist wasn't as strong as him, but those nails…
But before anything could happen Astral stepped in between them. "Ok, let's not fight, I broke it, let me pay for it, Eliphas," he quickly said, looking calm on the outside, although Don recognized the panic in the teenager's eyes, and was mature enough to back down. Mist, on the other hand looked like he was now going to attack Astral, and Don quickly pulled Astral behind him.
At this point Eliphas spoke. "No. Who broke it?!"
The whole group fell silent. Yuma and Astral seemed to be having a silent arguement in which Yuma was trying to force Astral to keep his mouth shut and not take the goddamn blame for once. Mist just sulked, and Don frowned. Then he leaned to Eliphas, using his hand to dramatically cover his mouth and fake whispered, "Eliphas, Ena's been awfully quiet."
Ena immediately turned to him. "Really?!"
And with that all hell broke loose. Ena and Don started fighting, Yuma and Mist began yelling, and Astral had to hold Yuma to keep him from touching Mist and starting a death match.
Eliphas just walked back out with a little smile. He'd broken it. It had burnt his hand, so he'd punched it. He predicted that in three seconds a new Astral War would begin. Good. Things were getting too chummy in there.