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After another two weeks stuck in the body of a toddler, Rob was starting to get more than a lil frustrated and temperamental about it. He'd already figured out that the other de-aged musician was hiding something, and due to Kelcey teaching him how to tap into his instincts more, he'd started getting the feeling that it highly involved him. What the other toddler was hiding was a Mystery to him, and he was sick of waiting around to find out, so he decided to take matters into his own hands.

        He didn't Intend to really force Richie into talking to him–even if it was through those damned Scrabble tiles–but he figured being honest with him couldn't hurt. Maybe showing that kinda Trust in his younger band mate'd get him to open up quicker, 'cuz it'd show him that he could be trusted just as much. If it actually worked and this whole situation was Communication-based again, maybe it'd get them back to normal quicker, too.

        Seeing how he couldn't fail unless he simply didn't try at all, the pint-sized bassist managed to make sure he and his Melodic counterpart were up from their nap earlier than Rikki. The lil guy wasn't happy about him waking him up when he'd been sleeping good, but the look he gave him shut up even the most infantile complaint he started to give. He didn't particularly want the taller blonde walking in on this, and he knew the other lil guy definitely wouldn't, if he actually managed to get him to talk to him. Considering those things, he just motioned for him to follow him, leading him into the living room once they'd gotten downstairs.

        Whaddaya want? I was sleepin' good, the pint-sized guitarist spelled out once they were at the coffee table with those Scrabble tiles.

        I wanna have a serious heart-to-heart, Rob spelled out in Return. And what I wanna talk aboutwell, I don't want Rikki see what I've to say any more than I think you'll want him seeing your responses.

        His brows furrowed as he suckled the paci in his mouth, then gestured to him to get to it as he reached up to rub the sleep outta his eyes.

        I wasn't kidding when I said at Bret and Kelcey's that I think you're attractivethat goes for right now as toddlers as much as when we're normal, the pint-sized bassist spelled out.

        Richie's brows shot up to nearly his hairline in surprise after he'd read that.

        I didn't wanna say anything before, 'cuz I was fresh outta a divorce and we barely knew each other, he continued after giving him a chanceta read. I didn't know, if it was just from being lonely or what, and I didn't wanna toy with ya.

        Well, I'm grateful for that, at least, the pint-sized guitarist spelled out, sighing as he let him read. I've had enough of others toying with me in a Romantic sense.

        I'm not even gonna ask, kid. Rob giggled as he let him read before rearranging the tiles again. It's not my business till ya decide to tell me on your own, so why waste my Time and breath?

        He couldn't help a giggle of his own as he nodded his agreement.

        The whole point of getting ya up from naptime early, thoughwell, I figure, if I show some Trust of my own, maybe it'll get you to do the same.

        Richie looked thoughtful as he looked up from reading that next response, his mouth working at his paci again.

        I'm not saying we've to dive into anything right off the bat, us being toddlers be damned, the pint-sized bassist spelled out. But why hide that I'm attracted to ya unless it's from the other guys till we're both damn good and ready to tell them?

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