The Toymaker

“Ah…” The Toymaker gasped quietly to himself as he looked at his hand for a second, he hadn't managed to catch the ball. Which means he lost the game.

He stopped looking at his hand and his gaze fell on the winner, you had won the game, and you could see that the celestial being was displeased and probably angry, but mostly he was surprised, because somehow you had managed to beat him at his game. He was a sore loser and clearly didn't like losing, but he really thought he was going to win.

“But…” The Celestial Toymaker moved about two steps towards where you were, you were far away.

His face showed surprise and disbelief, he was trying to form an excuse, he didn't want to accept his defeat, although he knew that you weren't going to care, and you were going to claim your price.