There was the pattering of tiny feet against the stones surrounding the spring, followed by "Yahoo~!"

Being so light, Mallow didn't make as splashy an entrance as he would have liked. He also didn't sink as far as he would have liked, and so he bobbed at the surface like a puffy cork.

Drat.

The Prince flailed in the water, slooowly making his way back to the edge of the spring.