The moment he opened the bathroom door, Callum was at his right side, grabbing his right hand while Emmerson grabbed his left hand- dragging him along the hallways. As Alen followed them, fingers furiously tapped on his phone screen.
"I can walk.... y'know???" but his protest was fallen to deaf ears, as they practically hauled them up the stairs. Curse you mom's genetics for making me small. Reaching down he noticed his mom and dad along with Esa sitting at their dining table, talking and eating. They didn't even bat an eye, but smiled and waved at them like some kids weren't kidnapping their one and only son. 
"Mo- "
"Bye Syl, we're borrowing your son for the day...." Emmerson cut him off, waving her free hand at his family along with others. 
Sylvia laughed; her pearly white teeth full on display. "Sure, but return him without a scratch...." Elrid doesn't even know when his mom and Emmerson had become such close buddies to even call her 'Syl'- not that he was complaining. No, it was just that, he was sure this was their first time meeting each other; face to face. Even though he always talks about the gang to his mom; he hadn't introduced nor invited them to his house. They only met Callum when the red head dropped him off one day. And that was a coincident.
"noted" Alen saluted, opening the front door, shutting behind them. And they were off. 
Where?? He doesn't know. 
"At least tell me where we are going?" the white-haired boy whines for a hundredth time, which earned a groan from driving Callum.
"you're cute buddy, but I can still tap a plaster on your mouth-"
"So, don't tempt us" Alen finishes the threat with sinister smile, making a zipping motion with his hands. Already knowledgeable about the trio reputation he huffs, blowing a raspberry at the black-haired boy. 
'Goddess, our beta is lucky' Alen whined in their mind link.
'If I don't get a girl as cute as El, then the Goddess is clearly playing favourites here' Emmerson says, watching the now sulking boy. Even though she's pansexual, she always preferred girls. Boys are nasty girls are best; she always says.
After some minute of watching the pouting boy Emmerson relents. "it's our monthly movie day.... And I didn't mean binge watching movie on our laptops ...." turning her body sideways; Emmerson says, looking at Elrid.
"Nope! It's the day we go out to watch movie- "the red head pause for a dramatical effect, Alen making noises of.... drums, he thinks.
"In theatres...." Callum chirped; the smile on his face so large. 
"Which movie??" the boy mimicked the red head's enthusiasm, now interested in whatever movie they were about to watch. 
"The new spiderman movie these idiots are gushing about." Emmerson grumbled, her russet-coloured eyes rolling in disinterest, earning an exasperated gasp from Alen and Callum.
"You don't like spiderman??" Elrid mused, while Callum grunted out a 'of course she doesn't'.
"Nah, I honestly don't even know why people like marvel..." 
"Excuse me DC girl, your opinions can be shoved where the sun doesn't shine...okay?" snapped Alen, clearly offended by the pink haired girl's remarks.
"Oh, c'mon, Batman is so much better than your web-man...." she mocked, blowing a few pink strands of hair away from her face.
"Did you.... Did she just.... did I hear her correct" The raven head looks at his friends; mouth agape as he can't believe what the girl just said.