[Prompt] Freign Parkour

“Come on, Bisc! Ye can do it! Aye, the table, there! Ye got it!” Flank cheered on his dear Freign, having spent some time now trying to train the imp to perform a few tricks. Currently, they’re working on the stair routine where Biscotti the freign climbs up a flight of little stairs, jumps onto a small platform, and then runs back down another set of stairs with speed and grace. Unfortunately, Biscotti was not the most willing participant. Their attitude tends to lean to wanting to be pampered and spoiled, not doing silly little tricks. The most consistent trick Biscotti knew was a handshake...which was mostly just the freign tapping their hoof on the buns hand or paw before very eagerly demanding a treat.

Right now, it was looking more hopeful. Biscotti had successfully made it to the platform! Right before they plopped down to lay on it. Now they were hoof tapping the table they were on. Expecting another treat, are they?

“Come on, Bisc...Ye gotta finish the course if ye want yer treat.” Flank huffed. His other imp, Butternut, watched on from the sidelines. He had already done his own routine, and was happily enjoying a little pile of treats in his own space. The freign glanced over, as if they hadn’t been mad about the pampki’s hoard of treats this whole time. They turn their head, as if they hadn’t noticed it at all.

“Don’t you want a bunch of treats like Butternut there?” he points to the happy pampki, trying to motivate the unamused imp. Another tap of the hoof. Flank sighs, and offers them a small half treat. No reaction. Flank finally grabs a full treat after numerous rejections which Biscotti happily takes before gracefully trotting down the stairs again. Hand swipes down his face, but Flank is use to the attitude his imp gave him. That’s what happens when you essentially steal one from a random spot in burrowgatory. Still, they had their moments of fun. Despite the attitudes and tough work, Biscotti was a smart imp and seemed to enjoy the courses Flank made. It seemed like it helped them burn some pent up energy, and show off their skills. They just enjoyed doing nothing and tormenting Flank more sometimes.

“Okay, Biscotti. One more good run, and I’ll call it a day. Then ye can have a pile of goods like Butternut.” The freign perks it ears up, apparently debating the offer. They finish the treat in their mouth and begin to waltz slowly over to the course again. Flank patted the base of the stairs, wiggling a treat as a tempting offer to Biscotti. The imp looked back at Butternut who offered a big smile and little noise of encouragement. With a shake of their body, Biscotti ran the course. Hooves hit the stairs with no issue, taps sounding off as they went, no stumbles or trips of any kinds as they quickly leaped to the solid platform before continuing on and gracefully trotting down the stairs again, landing with a prideful thump. Chest is puffed out in pride, they trotted around for a moment before sitting at the center of the course and staring up like they’d known all along how to do this course with ease.

“That a boy, Bisc! I knew ye had it in ye!” The bun Pumps his fist in the air before giving a solid ruffle to the imps head, happy to see them finally run the obstacle with no issue and no pauses. Just a solid good run. As promised, Flank gathered a small pile of imp treats and set them in front of Biscotti. It was in a small box that looked like a treasure chest, with another little plate on the side. Biscotti looked up to the bun, and down to the plate. It was a lovely little imp cake with cute decorations, chocolate coins, and pink frosting.

“Ye worked hard. Ye deserve a good special treat for it.” He smiled at Biscotti. Butternut waddled over, sitting and beaming at the freign beside him. Turns out, He’d hid his own cake under his pile of treats to save it, and had scooted it over to eat with Biscotti. So they did, Biscotti happily eating his own cake as Butternut ate beside him and Flank drank a coffee after training the two beloved imps. Maybe it would go as well tomorrow too. He’d just need to get more treats...Spoiled little imps.