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Fandom Island Museum, Thursday Daytime
Steven was a little late that morning. He'd made a new friend at Llewellyn's! That was bound to lead to staying longer than a brief visit. Which led to...
... look just never mind when Steven managed to make it to work. The important thing is that he was there and currently trying to draft something for the downstairs display on weekends when people turned into children. This was not helped by how currently there wasn't anything to display. Steven wasn't entirely sure what might work. Toys? Tiny mannequins?
No, not mannequins. No telling what the island would do to them.
Regardless, Steven was at his desk and actually doing something work related. This didn't mean he couldn't be interrupted. Luckily visitors were work related as well.
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... look just never mind when Steven managed to make it to work. The important thing is that he was there and currently trying to draft something for the downstairs display on weekends when people turned into children. This was not helped by how currently there wasn't anything to display. Steven wasn't entirely sure what might work. Toys? Tiny mannequins?
No, not mannequins. No telling what the island would do to them.
Regardless, Steven was at his desk and actually doing something work related. This didn't mean he couldn't be interrupted. Luckily visitors were work related as well.
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Steven really didn't want to go with tiny mannequins. It just seemed like asking for trouble.
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A thought occurred to Steven. "Did your plants go young as well? Turn back into seedlings?"
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She shook her head. "If any of them did, I didn't notice. But I really didn't pay a lot of attention. I was just happy with the plants and my life and everything."
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Or being suddenly turned into a child. Which had a great deal of unfortunate implications.
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She laughed. "I imagine it would be. It certainly is a different island."
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Or just kids who wanted sparkly bandages.
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Steven was pretty sure Nell knew Shakespeare but he'd learned not to assume locations translated from one world to the next.
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