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There are quite a number of brightly colored plastic things all over the floor in Milliways. We're talking, easily thirty of each four types of manipulatives.

All

Over

The

Floor

You have not even SEEN a mess before you have seen the way a toddler can mess up a room with a bunch of tiny plastic toys. As for the toddler in question, she is planted somewhere in the middle of the mess, playing with the toys. She is still wearing the shirt with names all over it (BOO! being the prominent one) and the house shoes that jingle and sing. Every once in awhile she'll wiggle her feet and either jinglejingle or "If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands" can be heard. And next to her is a pink adult sized throw made out of what is possibly the softest material ever.

Oh the fun she's having.

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His head lifts quickly at the sounds of laughter and he clomps down the porch steps in a hurry, standing on the lawn and turning this way and that trying to figure out which direction they're from.

"Boo! Hey, come back!" He calls out, looks one way, then the other and picks a direction and heads off in it quickly.

"Stay away from the bunnies Boo! An don't mess with any cookie dough you might find!"

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.

Come back.

Yeah. That's gonna happen.

The gleeful noises miiiight be coming from the vague direction of the woods.

Or perhaps the lake?

It's really hard to tell. Everything seems to be echoing.

When Kate came back downstairs, dressed in a fresh tank top and jeans (she'd somehow missed the icky that had stained the pair she'd been wearing), she'd approached the bar, only to find no Boo and no Bill.

And abandoned Bill cake, a sure sign of Something Ominous.

Then she'd heard what she thought was Bill's voice through the open back door.

So now, she's stepping onto the porch and looking for a certain toddler and a certain sheriff.

She wasn't even gone for ten minutes; they couldn't've gotten into that much trouble, right?

Bill starts heading towards the woods, takes a step or two towards the lake, then makes for the woods again.

"She better not be set on fire. Or drown. Or lost. God, what if that tofu thing is still out here?"

With this positive thinking Bill steps into the tree line.

Oh, but look, Bill. Hear the sound of splashing.

Followed by the sound of Boo squeeees.

Lots of splashing and squeeing.

"Bill?" Kate calls uncertainly, stepping off the porch. "Boo?"

Maybe she wanted to look at the fish again.

Kate starts walking toward the lakeshore.

Hearing the splashing sounds Bill's head snaps around, and straight into a low tree branch. He battles off the leaves and limbs and with much noise, and a muttered curse or two, comes crashing out of the woods.

He dashes towards the lake, pulling off leaves and twigs and hurrying towards the splashing noises.

"Boo!" He doesn't take the time to notice how much fun she's having because HOLY CRAP SHE'S IN THE WATER!

With a splash he's in the lake, sloshing over to Boo and picking her up quickly.

WHUT?! As soon as she is picked up she starts to wail. Loud and with lotsof tears. She was having so much fun! SHE LIKES THE WATER AND THE MEAN MAN TOOK HER OUT OF THE WATER LIKE THE MEAN MAN TOOK HER PAINTS MEAN MAN EVEN IF HE DID INTRODUCE HER TO KITTY!BILLS!

Her wet and almost naked self starts to flail and kick and squirm and try very hard to get down INTO THE WATERS OF FUN!

And this is wail-filled, flail-filled scene Kate walks into.

" -- everything okay?"

It's ... obviously not.

It's all so very far from okay.

He panics when she starts to cry, thinking that she's hurt and he tries to look her over for injury only she's squirming and kicking too much for him to do it.

"Boo! Wait...you gotta...let me see..." He struggles with her as he starts trying to slog back to shore.

At Kate's voice he looks up quickly, slips on an algae covered rock, and falls into the water.

Somehow he manages to turn so he's landing on his back with his arms up, holding Boo out of the water.

DUDE. THERE'S FALLING, which causes freaking, and THEN THERE IS STILL BEING OUT OF WATERNESS! All of this causes the wailing to become more frantic and upset and the failing to continue MORE and.. this is going very downhill very fast.

Kate rushes forward, not sure who's hurt more here, and crouches in the shallows beside them.

"God, Bill — "

She takes Boo in her arms so Bill can sit up, and starts checking Boo over for scrapes.

"It's okay, sweetheart ... Bill, are you all right?"

Bill comes up sputtering and quickly turns to Kate and Boo.

"She okay? I'm sorry Kate! She got away from me an I couldn't find her and she came out here an is she hurt?" He wipes water from his face and tries to catch his breath back, looking over Boo with worry.

Boo puts her head against Kate for a minute - smearing the pink ice cream and cake all over Kate and her clean shirt as she does so - slowly calming, and then wiggles to get down.

"Wad'r iisss!"

Wigglewiggle.

DOWN!

"iisssss!" Whiiiiiiiiiiiine.

"Bill, no, she's fine, you kept her safe; I think the fall just scared her — "

Satisfied that Boo isn't hurt, Kate lets her scramble down to play in the water, then turns to give him a concerned once-over.

She brushes back a lock of hair plastered to his temple, worry etched on her features.

"Are you okay?"

He watches Boo carefully when Kate lets her down back into the water and then grunts as he tries to get up to his feet.

"Yeah, I just...second time I've fallen today." A quick smile at Kate and then he decides sitting in the water a bit longer isn't so bad as his body, mostly his back, sorts itself out.

"I was worried she was in trouble." He says by way of explanation for why he's in the water and was making the attempt to drag Boo out. "Guess it's a good thing it ain't deep."

Boo gleeeees at being set down and splashes about in the water quite happily. She searches about in the shallow water and then her eyes widen.

"IISSSSS!" She points and runs back to Kate and Bill and tugs on their clothes and points more. "ISSSSISSS ISSSS!!!"

Kate returns Bill's smile and inclines her head toward Boo's splashing.

"Sorry she gave you a scare — we came out here a few days ago to look for fish."

Kate turns to Boo at the tugging and grins.

"Did you find another one?"

But before she stands to go investigate, she glances back to Bill.

"Promise you're not hurt?"

From where Kate had been standing, that fall had looked rough.

"You two don't know fishin is easier on dry land or a boat?" He asks with a laugh.

Smiling at Boo's enthusiasm he nods, "Yeah. Fish. Little fish, too small for eatin."

A bit rough, yeah. But he waves Kate off and tries to reassure her, "I'll be fine. Just lemme know if you see that squid or any three-eyed fish."

"eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!" Boo splashes back to where she spotted the fish and dances about gleefully.

"isssisssississsisssisssissssss!" She sings to herself.

"I think Boo's probably scared away the squid," Kate chuckles, nodding toward the gleeful splashing, then stands.

She tries to brush the cakey, ice creamy mess from her shirt, though it's a lost cause at this point. So she gives up and dusts her palms on the (relatively) dry thighs of her jeans and offers her hands to Bill.

"Need some help, sheriff?"

She's not convinced he's entirely unhurt, despite his nonchalance.

Sitting is nice, in Bill's opinion. However, sitting in cold lake water dripping wet isn't so he accepts Kate's hands and help.

Stifling a groan as he straightens up he wrings out the bottom of his shirt and looks at Kate, "Guess we jumped the gun on gettin you cleaned up, huh?"

Looking over at Boo he laughs, "Hon, you ain't gonna find any fishes that way. You'll scare em all off."

Boo glances at Bill and pouts.

But she likes the fish!

She points, head tilted slightly.

"Isss byebye?"

"Something like that," Kate agrees, glancing down at her shirt with a rueful shake of her head.

She follows Bill's gaze and looks at Boo, then wades closer to the toddler to see where Boo's pointing.

"Did the fish swim away?"

Bill heads over and looks down into the water, "You just have to hold still a bit, they'll come back. Fish aren't real smart you know."

He puts his hands on Boo's shoulders, trying to keep her calm long enough to coax the little minnows back out from hiding.