Ben smiled at him, hanging halfway over the bed. "Hi."

Sophia opened the door, tilting her head at the sight. She walked over to Ben, nudging him back onto the bed. Ben pouted, glaring.

Harriette seizes her opportunity, and jumps onto another bed, and then bounces. "Five little monsters, jumping on the bed-" giggling, she did a flip in the air on one of her jumps. James manages to tackle her onto her bed.
"Beds are for sleeping and sitting, not jumping." He said, sitting next to her. Harriette pouted, trying to copy Ben's. Then she laughed.
"Okay. Thanks for reminding me how absolutely dangerous beds can be." She gently punched her brother's shoulder. James rolled his eyes, smiling against his will at his sister.

Ben smiled as Harriette copied his pout. Then he stood, joining Harriette on the bed, and hauled her to her feet, bouncing slightly. "Beds are totally for jumping," he giggled, beginning to jump a bit.

Harriette smiles brightly. "YASSSSSS! I'm not the only one who thinks so! See James?" She says, jumping again, laughing. She likes that Ben is on her side. James sighs, moving to a different bed to sit down on, watching Harriette to make sure she didn't fall.
Harriette did another flip, and accidentally bumped into Ben when she stumbled to regain her balance when she landed.

Ben giggled, falling back a bit, though he used the wall to steady himself. "You ok?" He said, still grinning.

"Course. Nothing can bring me down!" She said, laughing. Then she twitched as she realized that she, in fact, was... well, brought down by gravity since she didn't have the proper wings or anything. "You alright?" She returned.

"Mmmmhm!" Ben tipped his head, then asked, "sooooo, are you and James siblings?"

"No, he's my pet. Of course he's my sibling." Harriette joking smile makes the whole room seem brighter.

James looks at Harriette, questioning. "Oh, so I'm the pet?" Harriette nods cheerfully at him, "Uh-huh."

Ben smiles. He looks at James and says, "you'd be a really boring pet. No offense."

James pretended to take great offense. Harriette laughed, and patted James' head in reconcile. "Don't worry. That way you'll be easier to take care of." James had mixed feelings about that.

"Um... okay?" he said. Harriette smiled, and went back to bouncing on the bed, singing 'Five little monsters', her own version of five little monkeys, softly.