A Devil makes sport

Tekall had waited all day for the gym to empty out. He had nothing against the many students that had been filtering in and out over the course of the day, many of whom were going to gym as part of their PE classes. But Tekall had been growing more and more impatient for a time where he could have the gym to himself, and his own devices. He had so many ideas buzzing around in his head, and he needed to get them out into the real world before he lost them. Now the room was empty, and he could starting setting things up.

For a moment, he stood in the middle of the gym. Hands on hips and his eyes scanning the far walls of the room, Tekall sized-up the space he now had to himself. He smiled and nodded, vigorously, seemingly happy with what he had to work with. Without taking his hands off of his hips, Tekall rose up into the air using his little wings.

"Lets see now... What do I have to work with...?"

As he rose upward, closer to the ceiling, Tekall whipped his head this way and that, looking for something. That something turned out to be a stack of hula hoops, left over from some other activity. He immediately swooped down on them and hauled them away, along with some ropes used for climbing tests.

"Nice. Now then."

Going on a plan known only to him, Tekall began arranging the hoops and ropes along the ceiling. Using the exposed beams, Tekall hung the hoops at various heights around the gym, two hoops per side of the gym. It was far from random. He spent a minute or two getting the right height for each hoop, measuring against the distance from the ceiling or the floor.

"So this will be the Main Goal... And those are Side Goals..."​

Most of the hula hoops had been strung up in their respective places, It even looked like a completed aerial course of some kind had been completed. But Tekall was unsatisfied. Every time he flew back to the center of the field and looked at all the hoops and their arrangements, he shook his head. Then he was back to adjusting heights and futzing with the exact placements. This process happened several times, and sometimes he even mimicked throwing a ball through a hoop as mental testing.

He had been so wrapped up in his creation that he had not noticed when someone had entered the gym. Even when the person had called out to him from below, he seemingly ignored them. His head was just completely occupied with the tiny details of his goals. Zipping over to a hoop, he started adjusting it once again. That was when he noticed the new person.

"Huh? Oh! Sorry! I didn't see you come in!"

Tekall floated on over to the new person, fuzzy and cute as they were, and stepped back onto the floor.

"Here to check out the early phases of my new sport?"

He pointed upwards to the hoops with a smile.

"I don't have a name for it yet, but maybe you could help me with it.

I'm Tekall, by the way."​

Tekall was almost immediately taken by Wei's appearance. He had never seen anyone so fuzzy and furry. Then again, Tekall had never seen or done a lot things before his enrollment in Starlight Academy. Life on the run meant most of his priorities were about keeping distance from his former master and just staying alive, which left very little time for mingling with people or experiencing the many new things around him. But now that he was seemingly safe at the Academy, Tekall had time to, for example, design his new sport and fawn over his new friend Wei.

Wei's outstretched hand was taken and shaken with enthusiasm and a great big smile.

"Very very very nice to meet you too, Wei!"

The shaking slowed but never really stopped as Tekall used his other hand to point at Wei, complete with a bit of a sideways look.

"And yeah... What else did you think I could be doing? Isn't it pretty obvious?"

Still shaking Wei's hand, and even going as far as to draw Wei even closer, as if to hug him, Tekall turned and motioned toward all the hoops.

"I mean, I don't know. Are there other things people hang up goals for?"​

The continued handshaking finally came to an end when Wei mentioned some weird name, and not just some random weird name. It sounded like it was a name of some other sport that was not the sport that Tekall was currently trying to construct. His gaze whipped around to look at Wei, intensely.

"Kid-Itch? What is this Kid-Itch?"

He sounded a little worried, a little angry and a little curious. Wei's hand was finally released from Tekall's. But his hands found new purchase on Wei's shoulders as he held him still, looking him right in the eyes.

"Is there already a sport for flying people?! Who made it?! Have they made it official yet?!"

Tekall let go of Wei, worried about the future of the sport that he was trying to create. If someone else had already made something similar, it could hurt his chances at spreading his invention to the general public and generating interest. However, even if that was the case, he could study it and perhaps improve on it. If he learned enough about it, he could put enough distinguishing factors into his invention so as to set it apart.

"This could be bad..."​

"It's not real?!"

Tekall spun back around to face Wei, eyes wide and teeth showing through a a big grin. He wiped his brow in exaggerated relief, and stood up straighter with his renewed confidence.

"Whew! Well, that's a load off my mind! I thought I might've had a bigger challenge getting MY sport out there to the public. But..."

He looked upwards again, at his hoops.

"While I don't like getting compared, maybe I could use some pointers from it..."

Shaking his head, he brought his gaze back down to Wei. Their introductions had been harried, with few words exchanged to get to know each other other than to express his exuberance for his hobby and passion. As his mood calmed, he found himself embarrassed for being so forward and rude with Wei. With a small sigh, he shook himself out of his own head.

"But! But besides that! Are you a student here too? I'm still kinda new here. Learning the ropes and all. So, uh, if I'm breaking any rules here, just, uh, keep it between us? I'll be your friend~"​