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[i_spoiled_it]

There's a teenage boy sitting splayed on a couch, looking like today is the funniest thing he's seen in weeksHe's fairly short for a boy: compact, solidly muscled, but short. Despite that, he's sitting like he has a pair of basketballs in his pants, and he's laughing at pretty nearly everyone who passes

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[will_scarlett]

Will's not eating any mints, thank you very much, and has his breakfast and a good table for watching the door and the shifting people.

It really is good entertainment if its not happening to you.

[i_spoiled_it]

Stephen definitely agrees. He thinks it's hilarious, judging by the way the laughter just increases with every new person to wear that horrified expression.

[will_scarlett]

"Look at that one, guess 'e'll na be wearin' that shirt 'gain."

Pointing and laughing, ah the joys of being a teenage guy.

[i_spoiled_it]

"They really should know better than to take anything from Bar," Stephen agrees, laughing.

[will_scarlett]

"Amnesia apples werena from Lady Bar, they were from the Green Man. An aye 'specially after the curry, anyone dinna understand why ye'd each such a wee thing anyone. If twas chocolate might get me in trouble but watched someone turn this mornin', na gettin' me."

Then he almost falls over laughing at one particular transformation.

[i_spoiled_it]

"Any food that's lying around," Stephen corrects himself, amused. "You just don't, y'know. Unless you've seen what it does and think it'd be funny."

Shifty eyes.

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, fair 'nough. Canna think 'ow it'd be funny to be a woman, think Molly'd get angry at me if I did that."

The shifty eyes are noted and now Will notes the odd posture,

"Bloody 'ell, ye were a woman this mornin', weren't ye?"

[i_spoiled_it]

Steph/en adjusts himself, grinning, and scratches at the unfamiliar roughness of his cheeks.

"Hi, Will."

[will_scarlett]

Another long look and then Will starts laughing again, this time falling off his seat,

"Would be easier to believe if ye sat properly. Do ye need lessons, so ye can fool people?"

[i_spoiled_it]

"Are you hitting on me?" Stephen asks, blue eyes widening in mock-horror. "Why, Will, I'd never've thought it!"

[will_scarlett]

Can't tackle people inside damn, so a piece of toast is aimed at Stephen's head,

"Nay, be 'ittin' ye 'xcept we're inside. Do ye want 'elp foolin' folks or na?"

[i_spoiled_it]

"I'm doin' fine," Stephen says, snagging the toast out of the air and flicking it back at him, grinning. "I've just got dangly bits where I never used to. How do you cope with having all this ... stuff hanging out?"

[will_scarlett]

Toast is caught and eaten with another grin, "Dinna know, tis just there, ne'er thought 'bout it."

[i_spoiled_it]

"This is so weird," Stephen says, laughing. "But kind of cool. I've got all this upper-body strength. No wonder Robin could always punch harder."

[will_scarlett]

"Sword probably be easier to use now, if ye wish to test it out."

Since sparring is just always fun and now Stephen is more balanced kind of.

[i_spoiled_it]

"Nah, I still haven't really got my balance," Stephen admits, still amused. "I'd be a danger to everyone, I'm all -- off centre."

He pats his flat chest, still bemused. "...I miss my boobs, man."