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[echolls_cursed]

Logan had taken apart the bed. He'd taken it apart and then dragged the wood from his hut, piling it up neatly near the center of the Hidden Hamlet, accompanied by a sign that said, simply, 'free wood'. After snickering to himself over the sign in question, he'd gathered some of the wood he'd planned on using for his newest surfboards, and set to

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[jdick]

"Jesus fucking Christ, you'd think Timmy was down a fucking well or something," Joe announced gruffly as he came into Logan's hut, Linus racing around his legs in circles, barking the whole time like he had something very important to tell Joe. Seemed like Logan was fine, though, so it obviously wasn't that his owner was in some kinda danger.

"New bed?" he asked upon seeing the construction, then reached down to rub Linus's ears, hoping that would get him to calm down at least a little bit. It looked like a bed from what he could see, but it also looked to be a fair bit from being done, so he wasn't sure.

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He's taking issue with the fact that I won't let him join in or something. 'Cause, you know, dogs and building go together so well," Logan sighed, giving Linus a look.

Linus didn't appear ver concerned about the look, and simply continued to yip a moment longer, before huffing a little and flopping on the floor in a sad looking heap.

"And yeah, new bed. I, uh, thought it was time."

[jdick]

"Yeah," Joe agreed, because he didn't have any reason to question Logan. Hell, Joe had torn down his entire hut when Billy had disappeared, so building a new bed really didn't seem like such a weird thing.

"You want some help?" he asked, then offered Logan the small bag he was carrying. "I have so much fucking candy in my goddamn hut and I know you got a whole bunch, too, but I need to get rid of some of this shit."

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Logan took the bag, forgetting to say thank you as he instantly opened it to peek inside. "I'm gonna end up really fat. You're gonna be rolling me around the damn Hamlet, Joe. ...Actually, that would be kinda awesome," he said with a snort, picking out a chocolate and popping it in his mouth.

"And, uh, yeah. Help would be good. I mean, it's just a simple four post bed frame, but the work will go way quicker with two people."

[chris_cutter]

"Better not be talking to me," Chris said, amusement clear in his voice as he stepped through the open doorway of Logan's hut, Linus on his heels, happily sniffing his legs.

He arched an eyebrow when he what Logan was up to, tilted his head to the side. "You're building?"

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"Don't say it like that, man," Logan snorted. "I build. I'm on the damn crew after all... I'm making a new bed frame. The old one was, you know, old."

Linus, for his part, started to yip again, nudging Cutter one more time, before huffing and flopping onto the floor in a bid for attention.

"I dunno what his problem is," he added, pointing at the dog. "I think he's annoyed that I won't let him help."

[chris_cutter]

"Or that you're making all that racket," Chris remarked, grinning as he dropped into a crouch, one hand finding Linus's belly and giving a rub. "Probably hurting the poor guy's ears."

There was something Logan wasn't quite saying, but Chris wasn't about to push. Plus, he had a pretty good idea what it was anyway.

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"He doesn't usually complain about the noise," Logan snorted, thinking back to all the times he and Jack had made a racket over the last couple of months.

"I think he just doesn't like me moving too much stuff in the hut. He freaks if I clean too. I usually have to put him in the pen."

[little_moons]

Flo's babbling in my ear, not a rare occurrence, in her little pink, ruffled bathing suit and a matching bucket hat. She's fuckin' adorable, and I can't even be embarrassed to be carryin' her around like this.

Its not a real good idea, traipsing through the jungle with a toddler, when there's a perfectly good path nearby, even if it means parading down the middle of the Hamlet.

I'm walked past Logan's hut, in swim trunks and my eyes stubbornly set forward, when Linus comes bounding out from inside, happily barking his head off and scrambling over to sniff us hello. Seeing the dog, who is significantly bigger and louder than both Max or Dexter, Flo opens her little mouth and starts to scream.

"Oh, yeah. That's fuckin' great."

[echolls_cursed]

Logan could hear the baby screaming, and he could only assume it was thanks to his dogs yapping. Sighing he put down what he was doing and wandered over to the door, ready to apologize to whichever island mother he'd just managed to accidentally annoy.

When he realized it was Neil, he sighed.

"Linus, come here!" he hissed, scowling when the dog ignored him and quickly padding barefoot down the small steps. For all the golden retriever was a well trained dog, when he got too excited he was such a pain in the ass.

He spared Neil a glance and muttered hello, grabbing the dog by it's collar and attempting to tug it away.

Linus, for all he'd stopped barking, whimpered a little, digging his paws into the dirt. In fact, it wasn't until Logan changed his tone that he stopped, whining one more time as he gave Neil another sniff, and then obediently trotting off towards the hut.

"Sorry, he's just..." he shrugged and trailed off, backing away slowly and turning to head back inside.

[little_moons]

"Yeah," I murmur stupidly, one hand curled around the back of Flo's head, murmuring softly against her flushed temple while she finally starts to calm down. Shifting foot to foot, a slow and habitual sort of rocking motion meant to sooth the screaming toddler in my arms, I look over at the pile of wood at my feet, lips tugging into a slow, confused frown.

"Is that our bed?" Our bed. The one we built almost two years ago, with Cutter's help. Seeing it scattered on the ground like rubble, blown to bits like the rest of the life we used to have... well, isn't that just poetic.

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Logan sighed, obviously not in the mood to talk about it, not so soon after ripping it apart, and he turned a little as he frowned and nodded.

"It was," he replied simply, tilting his chin up slightly as he spoke. "I'm building a new one. so... Out with the old, in with the new. We both know all about that now, don't we?"

[captainjack]

Jack had spent the morning with the ITF and he had to admit that even with the XO working them hard, it was easier than taking care of Nate and Jackson for a few hours. He'd been exhausted by the time he'd given them back. Today, he was just a little sore and hungry. Those were nothing a shower and lunch couldn't take care of.

With his afternoon free, he wandered toward Logan's. He came in the back way out of habit, avoiding the path through the Hamlet. It didn't fool Linus. The dog charged around Logan's hut and jumped up against him.

"How you doing, dog? Where's Logan at? Inside?" he asked, rubbing the dog roughly.

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"Linus!" Logan shouted again, hanging out the door a little and stopping when he spotted Jack. "Sorry, he's just... flipping out, man. You'd think he'd never seen me build something before. I dunno if he's just over excited or trying to help. Either way, it's really annoying."

He wandered down the steps, rubbing his hands clean on his jeans as he watched the golden retriever bask in the attention Jack was giving him.

"He's been terrorizing anyone who gets too close to the hut."

[captainjack]

"He's fine. He just wants attention," he replied, shaking the dogs head back and forth and then pushing him away.

"What are you building?"

[echolls_cursed]

"Uh, the new bed," Logan replied, nodding to the pile of discarded wood from the old bed that sat in the middle of the Hamlet.

"I've already got all the wood cut, I just need to finish putting it together. It's pretty simple, just a basic four post bed. Shouldn't be too hard."