"Got it." Demyx grinned and tipped two fingers in Xie Lian's direction.

"Dance, water, dance!" He cried out out of habit and began playing a melody on his sitar. The notes were sharp and quick and six geysers underneath the helpmates appeared suddenly, shooting them up into the air.

It was the kind of ride one gets wet on, but most likely they weren't going to get wet, he wasn't as inconsiderate as that.