Oh is he meant to catch? Because he can in fact swim.

So can Eric.

This kind of game would not be possible in the pool upstairs! Semiolympic indoor pools with very few people in them are to be treasured.

Eric can perhaps not swim as well as Peter.

Which means Peter can grab his ankle!

At which point he vanishes.

Wait what come on that's cheating!

And now Doyoon manages to grab Peter by the ankle.

He startles but then decides to use this opportunity to arrest his momentum and pull Doyoon close into a kiss.

...he had not been expecting that!

But it's not altogether an unwelcome development.

Eric starts wolf-whistling and cheering from where he's sitting at the edge of the pool.

Peter pulls away to poke his tongue out at Eric. "This could've been us but you playin'."

"I won, though."

"Did you?" Peter reaches down into the water to give Doyoon a squeeze.

Eek?

"'Cause from here it looks like Doyoon won."

Eric blinks a couple of times.

Then teleports back into the water right next to them. "I wanna win, too."

"What, right here?"

"There's a sofa over there," he says, gesturing.

Over there near where Eric's half-uncle is still hanging out, that is? The guy who's just kinda been there all this time that Peter entirely forgot about?

Yup. He doesn't seem to be paying particular attention.

...oh, what the hell.

"You're the host, you should lead the way."

Sure, he can lead the way to the sofa, and even use magic to dry the three of them up.