The Noyamano Apartment, Tokyo, Sunday afternoon

Ringo was back home for the holidays, and oh was it wonderful being back. Not that Ringo didn't love Fandom, but her family was here in Tokyo.

"Is there any more fried chicken?" Ringo asked as she flopped back on the floor.

"Only enough for me," Mikan answered before taking a bite.

"Hey! No fair! I'm visiting from out of town!" Ringo grabbed at one of Ume's hand-sewn dolls and threw it, but Mikan just leaned to the side and let it sail past.

"Pffft, I pushed myself way harder than you on our run this morning, so I clearly need the calories way more than you do."

"What? That's crazy talk. You were just coasting the whole time!"

"Coasting? Did you see that double wall bounce? That was epic." Which was pretty true. Not that Ringo was going to admit it.

"Oh, sure, I guess it was impressive." She shot her sister a bratty look. "For, you know, a beginner."

"Ooooh, a beginner, is it?" Mikan looked more amused than offended. "That hurts, Ringo. That hurts a lot. I think the only thing that can possibly console my wounded heart is this last piece of chicken." Which she put in her mouth. "Mmmm... I was right. It's totally helping."

"Mikan!" When her sister didn't look apologetic, she raised her voice to mock-whine. "Riiiiika, Mikan's picking on me."

"Uh huh," Rika's voice drifted in from the next room, thoroughly unimpressed. "And you're telling me this, why?"

"You're the oldest! You gotta make her stop."

"Uh huh," Rika repeated. "I'll consider it. You know, later."

"Arrrrgh!" Ringo yelled. "I hate you all!"

"Hey, what did I do?" Ume asked, her voice maintaining its usual calm, quiet tone.

Ringo just stuck her tongue out at her.

She loved her sisters.

[ooc: Open for calls if anyone wants, or for anyone who might be visiting Ringo over the holidays.]