There was a muffled “great!” yelled back from where he’d vanished to. After some rummaging, James was back, wallet shoved into his pocket.
"Shall we? I think nut guy closes in an hour so we gotta hit him first."
"We shall~." He snagged James’s hand before heading for the door.
"Need to get this walking in before Wednesday, because from my understanding it is supposed to get cold again."
"We can combine all three, since I made you abandon your coffee downstairs." Hope the rats aren’t curious about their drinks, whoops. Well, his at least. Who knows how much coffee was left in Hart’s mug.
"Walk, nut-dude, cafe, and on the way home from getting you new coffee I’ll order— chinese? I kinda want cold sesame noodles but I’m easily swayed towards a different country." He detached at the top of the stairs, running off to fetch needed walk-supplies. "Stand there and decide, I’ll see you in a min’."
That should prove to be interesting.
"I have very little preference over dinner." He called after before rocking back onto his heals to watch James disappear.
"And if not, I know there is a cafe right next to the park that knows us by name. We can even order somethin’ to be delivered on the way back so it’ll be there waiting." James was walking backwards, hands still attached to Piper’s by the fingertips so he could drag him along out of the basement and up the stairs.
Walking backwards up the stairs may have been a little difficult.
"Candyman should still be there. If nothin’ else with things on sale before his season runs out."
"You know what? I think I like you’re idea" He hooked his own fingers over James’s, letting himself be ‘dragged’.
"How about we combine the two ideas together for the best of both worlds?"
"—! Is that an offer?" Cause that’s an offer he’s taking. His newly built elephant got discarded to the circus ground so he could lean over, dodging the rat to steal a kiss before he’s standing up.
Sorry dear, did you just sit down? Here he’ll help you back up. “We’re going. I have no idea where we’re going but we’re doing it. Just lemme make a pit stop for shoes cause it’s still too cold to drop that.”
He returned the kiss before following him up, taking that hand gratefully.
"Glad you’re pleased with my idea. We could head for the park, see if the man who sells the candied nuts is still there?"
James leaned to the side, rummaging through is wood scrap pile. Lets see, dowels, an empty bag of skittles that served as his snack— ah! There. He pushed back up, passing over a fourth of a saltine cracker. It’s not that delicious but it is a snack.
"It’s warm outside and I’m down here being bored? I could be outside building bored rat circus stuff. Though outside I am a bigger target.”
It is instantly snagged and consumed before she started working on any crumbs she dropped.
"You are a much bigger target, but there is still a bit of daily out that could absolutely be taken up with a walk if someone needs to undo sitting down here for so long."
“Bed stage?” A hand went to his mouth as he gasped. “Wow that sounds like a pretty high level dude. D’you think I can never hit it? I mean is there any chance in my future cause I gotta say if you say no that’s just gonna make me try harder.”
James scooted a bit closer. Don’t mind him, you’re just right next to the wooden elephant kit he’s gonna work on. “How’s life in the upper world, by the way?”
"Well, it all depends on not rolling over on one any time soon." He smirked as the rat leaned further out to sniff at James for treats.
"Utterly boring, but much warmer out now than it has been in a while~"
The blonde had been down there for hours, since after lunch and after filing his damage report from the other day. There was a tiny ferriswheel, some small dunking tank a rat was currently drinking out of (don’t worry, it’s safe), and a couple hut-tents some were busy investigating.
James set down his newly constructed food truck and leaned back. “Oh~? Dropper of stuff, huh? That sounds like me.”
"Is there a higher tier I can reach, or is Dropper of Things and Builder of Stuffs one of the highest ones next to, say, Belly Scratcher and Music Man?"
"Oh, but of course. You are well on your way to achieve Bed stage. It is among the highest of honors."
He chuckled, holding still as one crawled up his leg then arm to a shoulder, sniffing toward James as she settled into place.
"Well then that sounds like you’ve got a lot of spare time to keep me company." James grinned, getting another sip of his coffee before he’s back to work connecting a tiny popcorn machine to a food cart.
If he looked flattered, that was your imagination.
"This is my grateful face. I mean I didn’t wanna be the weird step-dad forever." He paused his work just long enough to snag a dowel out of a rat’s mouth. You can chew on this later, not now. I gotta build it first. “Do the older ones still hate me from bedtime rat fairy tales?”
He stretched his legs out, cracking his back before ducking down to look at some of the things James had already built.
"No more than they would distrust anyone~. For the most part you are the great dropper of things and builder of stuffs. You’ve won them over other than curiosity stares."
[He’ll take that coffee with a curious eyebrow, but after a sip he’s sold on the whole coffee idea. Yay, thank you. He’d give you a kiss but he’s kind of on the floor here.]
I got bored earlier and made a bridge but bridges are boring. They seem to like it.
Y’wanna join me down here? Or do you have to go do adult things elsewhere?
He braced his cup a bit better before settling down on a hip.
"I’ve got nothing to do until tomorrow. Well, besides inspire possible jazzfest’s again.
They’ve really started to like you, you know.”
[Perfectly innocent smiling while he’s caught surrounded in colorful pet-safe wood
All built to look like a tiny chewable circus
Look at least he’s not in a swamp or something.]
[ Just shakes his head while laughing before moving in search for coffee.
He may or may not return with a mug of slightly sweeter coffee which is pressed into a hand one it is free of all tools. ]