Third Floor Common Room, Saturday Afternoon

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At some point, Wyatt grew bored with the blocks and orbed out of Chris's room into the common room. The TV had some cartoons on, but Wyatt changed the channel. Anyone observing might note he wasn't using the remote to do it.

He found a channel with a movie about dragons on it and clapped in delight. He liked dragons. He wanted a dragon. So he started to call it out of the TV.

But as luck would have it, he took a step backwards and stepped on the actual remote control, changing the channel to a popular children's show. And what he called out of the TV wasn't exactly a dragon.

It was a singing purple dinosaur. "I love you, you love me, we're a happy family. With a great big hug and a kiss from me to you, won't you say you love me too?"


[Open, of course. Based on canon, but Barney wasn't entirely my idea. *bats eyes innocently* ;) ]

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"I love you, you love me, we're best friends like friends should be. With a great big hug and a kiss from me to you, won't you say you love me too?"

Wyatt giggled.

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"That's just terrifying that you know the lyrics," Anders said, staring at the dinosaur. "Where did you get that -- who are you?"

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"I like red it's the color of an apple
Orange it's the color of an orange
Yellow it's a lemon and a beautiful sun sun sun
Green it's the color of the trees and lots of living things
And then there's blue for the sky
And purple that's a color that's fun fun fun
When you put these colors side by side
What do you think you've done
You've made a rainbow
And it's a really beautiful one!"

"I'm Wyatt, silly," Wyatt said. "And I made him!"

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"Wyatt," Anders said with a shake of his head. "Of course. Should've known . . . you made him?!?"

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Wyatt nodded and pointed to the TV. "Out of there!"

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"Because something that scary can only come out of the TV." It made perfect sense, really. Anders sighed. "You haven't seen your aunt anywhere, have you? She's about this tall right now." He held a hand above the ground at about the height Phoebe was at the moment.

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"Nuh uh," Wyatt said, shaking his head.

The dinosaur toddled over to Anders. "You look you need a hug!" it said.

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Anders choked and clutched his Red Sox and Dodgers action figures a little more tightly. "No, that's okay, I'll really, really pass."

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Wyatt saw the action figures and held out his hands. "Toys!" he said.

And so the action figures orbed out of Anders's hands and into Wyatt's clutches.

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"Hey, those are mine!" objected Anders. "What are you gonna do with them? You have any idea how hard it was to get a hold of that Nomar figure?"

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Wyatt set the action figure in question on the floor. He giggled, and said action figure suddenly grew to full size.



"Hello there, Wyatt," Nomar said.

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That sound? That was Anders hyperventilating.

"Holy frakking hell, Nomar Garciaparra."

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"Hello, Anders," Nomar said. "Do you want to play some baseball?"

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"Me?" Anders repeated incredulously. "Play baseball with you? You're kidding, right -- Wyatt, dude, I love you forever for this but not like that oh my gods . . ."

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Wyatt giggled and restored Nomar back to action figure form.

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Anders totally pouted. For real.

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"I can make them all big," Wyatt said.

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"Dude." Anders pointed at the 1988 Dodgers Kirk Gibson figure. "Can you do that to him long enough for me to get his autograph?"

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Wyatt nodded, and suddenly one of the action figures grew again.

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"Holy frakking hell!" Anders squeaked, his voice two octaves higher than normal. "Mister Gibson, can I have your autograph?"

Yes, he actually had a Kirk Gibson 1998 baseball card in his wallet. He was a sports dork like that.

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"Sure, Anders," Kirk said, producing a pen and signing the card. Then he reached down and patted Wyatt on the head. "How are you, Wyatt?"

"I'm good," Wyatt said, grinning.

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Anders hyperventilated some more. "HolyfrakIgotKirkGibson'sautographinperson."

"Thanks so much, Mister Gibson," he said. Which might've sounded a bit weird, considering it's hard to enunciate when your jaw is halfway to the floor.

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Wyatt turned Kirk back into an action figure. "I'm bored," he said.

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Anders pointed at the purple thing. "But you've got a singing . . . purple creature. How can you be bored?"

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Wyatt shrugged. "Wanted a real dragon," he said.