Apparently Ellie and Nia charging at full speed with cake in hand was a tad daunting, as Becca had turned quickly and was taking a hasty retreat. Nia glanced up as she realised Becca was racing up the stairs to where the mattress surfing was set up. What was she upto?

A movement above her head caught Nia's eye too. Floating cake? Huh?! And then it headed towards Becca. Aha. That was her way of getting a supply of ammunition, was it? Well two could always play at that game.

Nia turned from the stairs and ducked behind a sofa, and peeped round to check on Becca's status. All seemed to be good, so the Captain sneakily summoned a piece of cake to her hidey place. One for hand, one to be levitated. Cheating much? No, using initiative. Nia grinned beneath her cake face mask.

"Wingardiam Leviosa!" Nia cast on the cake quietly - letting it rise to the height of the back of the sofa before she stood. And then, as a distraction from floaty cake she ran up the stairs with a loud battle cry. She risked a quick glance at the airbourne cake, getting it into position right above Becca's head. Was the girl aware of it? Probably. But it'd have to be one or the other - cos now Nia was ready with her throwing arm too. And Ellie was there as well. Did Becca stand a chance? She couldn't focus on all that at once, surely. And if she caught Nia, then Ellie could go on through and take the hit. Win-win, right?

Though, who knew what Becca might have up her sleeve...