I don't usually do memes but I'm going to try one for the first time!
In honor of All Hallow's Eve, I'm inviting trick-or-treaters to my 'door.' Comment "trick-or-treat" to this post and...well, you know the drill. Treats can be anything that strikes my fancy (pics of fave actors or pairings, short fics/drabbles, graphics, a few words why I'm glad
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Solomon wasn’t known for his ability to sit still for longer than a few minutes at a time, which is why the entire department was familiar enough with the smiling ball of energy wrapped in a little boy’s body to pat him on the head or offer him a piece of candy when he barreled through their workspaces. That’s also why, when Dr. Schlumper walked into his office expecting to find his son quickly attached to his leg and giggling wildly, he did a double-take at the sight of Solomon sitting calmly and quietly on the floor. He was settled amidst several sheets of paper and half-broken crayons.
“Are you all right, son?” he asked, wondering if he should perhaps check the boy for signs of illness or injury. Solomon looked up at him then, and smiled so widely that all of his teeth were visible.
“Yes, Daddy! Look what I did!” Solomon held up one of the pieces of paper with pride for his father to study. Dr. Schlumper squinted at it, trying to decipher what the images represented.
“Well, I would guess that the small boy with the pink hair is you,” he said. Solomon giggled and nodded furiously. “Okay, and that man with the white coat is me, and I’m guessing the one in blue is Spoony.”
“Yep!” Dr. Schlumper frowned once he determined the Spoony in the drawing seemed to be holding two giant guns in each of his hands. He wondered if he should give his cousin a reminder about toning down his behavior when Solomon was around.
“What else did you draw?” Solomon shifted the papers around before holding up another one.
“This is me and Miss Oan!” he proclaimed. “She’s real nice to me.” Dr. Schlumper studied this image, where the pink-haired boy seemed to be holding hands with a smiling woman and he felt a strange twinge inside him. He didn’t know the woman very well, but the fact that she was obviously having an impact on Solomon made him want to speak with her. Perhaps he could thank her for showing such kindness to his son.
“That’s very lovely, Sol. Why don’t we go give it to Miss Oan together?”
“Okay!” Sol rose up and took his father’s hand before they set off in search of Oan.
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And awwwwwwww YES INSANO GO TALK TO OAN~ Solomon is an Excellent judge of character. :D
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Yes, Solomon is the best judge of both good and bad people! He will make sure Insano and Oan talk many times! :D
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The child-matchmaker trope would totally work in his instance, I think.
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I hope so! I'm a sucker for cute children and animals getting people together. I don't care if it's cliche as long as it's adorable! :D
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