Trooper Station, Friday

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It seemed the lawn gnome thefts had picked up once again.

Not thefts of lawn gnomes, mind. Thefts apparently perpetuated by the lawn gnomes.

Hence why Watts was currently having some of the Troopers go out to collect the alleged thieves and bring them to a holding cell.

Only in Fandom, honestly.

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"Good," Steven said. "Had a bit of fun again with the food today."

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"Well, colour me properly intrigued."

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Steven grinned. He held his hand as though he had something in it, then mimed rubbing that thing on Llewellyn's arm.

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Watts knew there was a joke there, from Steven's grin. But from his puzzled frown he wasn't connecting the dots from his statement to Steven's actions.

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Steven had expected he would need to explain it. He kept grinning and doing the motion as he said, "I'm coloring you."

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"Ah!" Watts nodded, a smile of his own appearing as he got the joke. "I see."

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Steven pointed to the hand that was doing the miming. "Meant to be holding a crayon, you see."

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"Those are the little coloured sticks of wax?" Watts checked. His main experience with crayons- with, indeed, most art supplies- was the handful of days when the possible-future-children visited.

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"Precisely," Steven said. "When you use them it's called coloring."

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"Right," Watts nodded. "The children liked to do that."

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"So I was coloring you, you see," Steven said with a grin. "As requested."

He then mimed tracing a heart on Llewellyn's arm.

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"Well, I am glad it was only imaginary colour," Watts said, smiling back.

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Steven looked concerned. "I'd never ruin your clothes. Not on purpose, surely."

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"You're very conscientious," Watts said, giving Steven a kiss on the cheek.

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"It was just a bit of fun," Steven said, uncertain if he'd stepped wrong. "Since you said to color you?"

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Well, now Watts was frowning. "I know?" he said, now also uncertain.

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"Wasn't sure if I'd said something wrong," Steven said. "Since you mentioned ruining your coat."

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"Technically you mentioned it," Watts pointed out. "I only commented that I am glad it was only imaginary. I was- trying to make a humourous response of my own."

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"I see," Steven said. "So it was an all right joke to make?"

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"Yes," Watts assured him. "Even if I did not initially understand it."

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"All right," Steven said. He looked at Llewellyn hopefully. "Could I have a hug?"

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Watts's answer was to pull Steven in nice and tight.

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Steven hugged him back, letting himself get resettled internally in the confidence of Llewellyn's presence.

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"I love you," Watts said. "And I'm sorry I gave the impression that you'd made a misstep. I did not intend to."

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"I'm sorry my head's such a muddle sometimes," Steven said. "Thank you for putting up with me."