Returning back to her father's office had been fairly uneventful. There was the sharing of snacks and quite the evidence that Lynde really liked her strawberries. They weren't even anything special, just something sweet she enjoyed. She hadn't had much experience in sharing yet so it was clear to see she had a slight struggle with it though Callahan would at least get a few of the lovely ruby red berries in exchange for some of his grapes. Once they had made it back she was more than happy to be set up on the floor with a coloring book and box of crayons. By the time Callahan had said anything she had a blue one in her hand coloring a picture of a dog, many of her strokes going outside the lines.<br/><br/>There was a moment of hesitation from the young girl as her new friend beckoned her out to go have fun. Lynde looked back at her dad, but he was not only busy but he also wasn't saying no. No one was telling her she couldn't go with Callahan so why not? Then he mentioned the ice cream. If anything was going to get her out of the room it was going to be the ice cream. Funny enough she may leave her coloring book but she did not leave her strawberries. Part of her wondered just what they would taste like with the cold, chocolatey goodness.That was going to be a new adventure all on its own. Toddling along after him, clutching her precious treat Lynde eagerly awaited the ice cream.<br/><br/>Hardly anything had changed in the cafeteria since they had just been there, even the same staff once again fulfilling his request and then some. Her face nearly lit up as bright as the light swirling around her head when he presented her with the bowl of her very own. "Danke! It looks so yummy!" She said, thanking her new friend the way she heard her parents do it at home. She had no idea he might not actually understand her when she did so. With a quick dump of her fruit into the ice cream she was already taking a big taste of her newly combined treat and beaming at the delicious results.<br/><br/>"Maybe we should get back before Papa notices we're gone." She said a little worriedly, but when Callahan said he wanted to show her something she couldn't say no. It was too much fun playing with her new friend and she had already seen he was bored in the office. No one wanted to be bored! That settled it. They needed to go keep having fun! It was that decision that had her chasing after him down the halls to the elevators. Lynde had only been on one with her father and mother and they had always insisted one of them always hold her hand as they road. Lynde was fairly sure that was just a rule for all kids in elevators, they had to hold someone's hand while they traveled. Shifting her ice cream to one hand she took hold of his hand and smile though offered little explaination. She simply figured the rule was the same for him and they were obeying it by holding each other's hand.<br/><br/>The guards seemed to be doing their job for the most part. When Lynde would ask something they would tell her she needed to get back to her family and offer to call them for her. When Callahan asked they would be more helpful in directing him where he wanted to go and even unlocking the doors. That puzzled her lightly though Lynde didn't argue and merely tagged along, still shoving ice cream in her mouth. As it began to melt she was also beginning to get it all over her fingers.<br/><br/>The door to the storage area opened and just like Callahan Lynde's mouth was agape with wonder at what she was seeing. She couldn't see on top of a lot of the tables, but she could see some of the things on the lower shelves. There were boxes holding shiny jewelry, staves, crystals and some things looking like mundane objects. Her mind couldn't possibly fathom the connection all these items shared or why they were here. All she knew was they were pretty, shiny and they looked like fun. She had wandered only a few shelves away when a shining light caught her eye. It was Callahan and the crystal.<br/><br/>"Oooo! It so pretty!" She cooed as she watched the light get brighter and brighter until even she had to look away until Callahan dropped it. "Aww it broked." She pouted though thankfully there were no tears this time. Instead she moved on, climbing up onto one of the chairs. Something on a higher shelf had caught her eye and she was determined to get it down. Finally, Lynde had managed to reach the delicate decanter sitting on the high shelf. "Look at dis pretty thing!" She called out to her new friend, holding it like a prize over her head. Pulling it back down and looking at it herself she saw all sorts of pictures drawn on it. Most were to do with water from depictions of wells to geysers. One caught her eye the most, the white fountain in the middle.<br/><br/>"Look! Fou..tain!" She called out in excitement struggling to remember the word she had heard on tv before. As if like magic the decanter activated at the word. Several gallons of water poured forth from the spout, surprising the young girl. "It act like a fountain!" She cried out in excitement, the decanter pouring even more water from the spout just as it did before. By now she was bursting with excitement as she seemed to figure out just how the thing worked. Fountain! Fountain! Fountain!" Lynde began cheering, each time the word was uttered more and more water would pour. It had gotten to the point she was no longer just standing in a puddle, but the floor itself was starting to become filled with water.<br/><br/>Neither of the children had any idea of the water starting to drip down into the rooms below nor the consequences of what they were doing. They were simply having the time of their lives and fountain was quickly becoming Lynde's new favorite word as the water was starting to get deep enough to swim in for the two small children.<br/><br/>Back in her father's office Jergun had just gotten off the phone and looked up to check on the kids, only to nice they were nowhere to be found. Immediately he could feel a hole in the pit of his stomach as panic began to set in. He needed to find them before they could cause too much trouble, but how much trouble could two five year olds cause? He started flipping through security camera feeds searching for the young ones, looking in the more obvious places first. Not in the cafeteria not out in the halls, not even the gardens. Oh that was a terrible sign. He started flipping through more private cameras until something caught his eye. Wait... where did all that water come from in the storage area? Then he noticed Lynde still on her now floating chair. There they were, but how in the world did they get in there. They didn't have the badges necessary to open those doors? Regardless of how they got him he flew out of his seat on his way to the storage room before those two managed to drown themselves.<br/><br/>Of course the elevators were moving at a snail's pace the one time he needed them to be running quickly. It would feel like an eternity before he would finally get to the door, swiping his badge to enter only to find the water had shorted out the door controls. Oh this was not good. This was not good! In both panic and frustration he punched the control panel and for once luck was on his side. The water spilled out of the room in a large wave, spilling the two children out with it on their respective floating object. "Lynde Anita Schröder! Just what do you think you are doing?" His voice boomed in the now soaking wet hall.<br/><br/>Lynde was giggling with joy as she floated on the chair and even moreso when the wave provided a current for them to actually move, sweeping them out into the hall. She was all smiles and excitement as she rode the wave until her chair came to a stop with her father there. It was when she heard the tone of his voice and the use of her full name that all that joy deflated like a balloon. Lynde knew when she was in trouble and she was definitely in trouble as she looked at the angry, worried man like a little deer in headlights.