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[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve never played with Legos--they didn't come to the States until after he was a Capsicle. They do look like fun, though, and he's smiling as he moves through the bar, watching other people build things.

At the Bar herself, a vidscreen pops up. He reads the information with a widening grin, and decides, Sure, let's do something different for the holiday. It's kind of like wearing new clothes on Easter.

So, his choices are:


So cute and fluffy! Steve kind of likes being able to walk and talk, though, so he passes.



Some sort of ... robot thing?

Steve feels like he's missing a joke.


And then there's simply Restore to factory settings.




Huh.

Ever press a button just to see what it does?



Well, he can't say this was wholly unexpected.

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[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve smiles a little. "I think I might actually enjoy that."

[golden_lyre]

"You see? This changes very little," he murmurs.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I can't hold you against a wall."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smirks and slides a thumb over Steve's lower lip. "But I can hold you."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve kisses his thumb. "I like the sound of that, too."

[golden_lyre]

"So do I," he murmurs, dragging his thumb along Steve's lip.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Am I going to see anything but the bedroom ceiling for the next couple days?" Steve says with the beginning of a smile, and he holds Orpheus's wrist.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus winks at him. "Not if you're good."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve laughs. "Guess I'll be bad, then."

[golden_lyre]

He grins. "Three days in bed doesn't sound like fun to you?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"It sounds like great fun... do I only get them if I'm good?"

[golden_lyre]

"Mmhm. Only if you're very good."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Ahh...I misunderstood you." He looks at Orpheus through his lashes. "I was all set to be bad."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smiles at him. "I suppose it does depend on whose definition of 'bad.'"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Yours, of course," Steve says, touching Orpheus's sleeve.

[golden_lyre]

"Then you should be very, very good."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Ever so good," says Steve at his most innocent.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus grins brightly and kisses him.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve puts his arms around Orpheus's neck and kisses him back.

[golden_lyre]

With a chuckle, Orpheus pulls Steve into his lap.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

It occurs to Steve he has never climbed Orpheus like a tree.

So he does that, basically.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus laughs, arms wrapping around him.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve rests on Orpheus's thighs, his arms around his neck. He beams. "Hi, beautiful."

[golden_lyre]

"Hi," he murmurs. "This makes a nice change."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I guess there are advantages to being five-foot-nothing and ninety pounds."