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[wheelsy_sheriff]

Bill came downstairs with the intent of trying his luck outside at the lake. Since things didn't go so well with the bullfrog, he figures it'd be better to fish for fish.

Only, when he asks Bar for a fishing rod and tackle she doesn't provide him with any. It's the first time she hasn't given him what he's asked for, and so he's a bit puzzled.

Bill's about to ask if something's wrong when he notices the door across the room.

The door that's been gone for what feels like a long, long time now.

Blinking slowly, he can hardly believe it. And then suddenly for no real reason, he's scared of it.

Taking a seat at the counter on a stool, Bill stares at the door. Bar provides a bowl of gummi worms, but Bill hardly notices; eating them mechanically as thoughts swim through his head.

What if it's not really his door? What if it's locked? And, he can't leave without saying goodbye to William, but what if it disappears?

He doesn't know the answer to his questions, and is a bit afraid to find out.


[ooc: Last lil!Bill post before he leaves. Open for foreeeeever!]

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[not_his_pa]

William's been working all day in the stables and looks around for Bill as he comes in and walks over with a thoughtful look,

"Bill? What's wrong?"

[wheelsy_sheriff]

Bill turns his head, but doesn't really break his gaze from the door.

"It's back."

[not_his_pa]

"You opened it yet?"

He rests a hand on Bill's shoulder, he's glad the door's back.

[wheelsy_sheriff]

He shakes his head.

"Not yet."

Finally he looks at William.

"I-- I didn't wanna go without sayin' goodbye an' stuff."

[not_his_pa]

"Well, I'm here so we can open it together. You'll come back,"

It'll be awhile but he will.

[wheelsy_sheriff]

Bill nods, but doesn't move to do so just yet.

Looking back at the counter, he slides the bowl of gummi worms over.

"Y'want some?"

[not_his_pa]

"Sure, what've you been doin' today?"

[wheelsy_sheriff]

Taking a worm for himself, Bill turns the bowl over to William.

"Nothin'. Was gonna go fishin', but Bar wouldn't gimme a rod an' stuff."

[not_his_pa]

"Oh, that's good."

[wannab_hokage]

"Hi!" said Naruto happily.

[wheelsy_sheriff]

Bill glances over. He's still wary of the ninja, but tries to be nice.

"Hi."

[wannab_hokage]

"You okay?" asked Naruto climbing onto a stool.

[wheelsy_sheriff]

"Yeah."

Bill's eyes return again to the far wall.

"I think my door's back."

[wannab_hokage]

"It was gone?" asked Naruto glancing at his door.

[wheelsy_sheriff]

"Yeah. I been bound since I came in."

[wannab_hokage]

"Wow," said Naruto, "Wanna celebrate?"

There is always time for Ramen and Ice cream.

[wheelsy_sheriff]

"Celebrate? How?"

[itwasjustified]

The bar proper is busier than Raylan's seen for a while.

Leaving his Stetson on his nearby table, and his jacket draped over the back of his chair, he forgoes bothering any of the harried wait-rats, and approaches the counter.

Finding an empty spot at one of the few unoccupied stools, he requests a dish of vanilla ice cream, and a cup of coffee.

Noticing Bill at his elbow — thankfully, without any paint, this time — he tips his head in greeting.

"Doing all right today, Mr. Pardy?"

[wheelsy_sheriff]

Bill's eyes leave the door and lift up to Raylan.

"Hello, marshal. I-- I'm alright, I guess."

His gaze then drifts down to the ice cream.

"How're you?"

[itwasjustified]

"Just fine, thank you. And about to be even better," he says, tapping the side of his bowl with one fingertip.

He takes in Bill's posture, and glances at the boy's depleted supply of gummies.

After only a moment of hesitation: "Do you want to keep eating those in peace, or come over and sit with me?"

[wheelsy_sheriff]

"Bar has got good ice cream."

Looking at his gummi worms, and glancing at the door, Bill knows he can't leave just yet so he nods.

"Alright."

[itwasjustified]

Raylan requests a second bowl of ice cream for Bill, and Bar adds a helping of hot fudge and chocolate sprinkles without prompt.

With a quiet thank you, Raylan loads the bowls and his cup of coffee on a tray, and leads the way to his table.

He sets down everything, and moves his hat to the seat of an empty chair, safe from potential spills.

[wheelsy_sheriff]

Bill smiles when Raylan orders another ice cream, and the smile grows at the additions.

He trails after, bringing along what's left of the gummi worms, and takes a seat at the table.

Bill looks over at the hat, but knows much better than to touch it, given how careful Raylan is with it.

[itwasjustified]

Raylan appreciates that level of respect; settling into his seat, his eyes flick from the Stetson, and back to Bill.

"I've never understood the appeal of those things mixed in ice cream," he says, with a nod toward the candy, "but if you're one of those who does, I won't hold it against you."

[wheelsy_sheriff]

"I'm good," Bill says, looking from Raylan to the ice cream.

"Y'know what's good, though? Worms in chocolate puddin'. My mom makes it, with oreos. S'called worms in dirt."