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Leaving his conversation with Em, Aster considered their ideas. A contest was an easy thing to rally around and once in motion, the children could basically handle themselves until the goal was completed. Aster may even be able to start it off and foist it off onto Em if they were doing it together. If he timed it right, maybe he could even set it up and slip away from the chaos to enjoy a moment of sunbathing. It was perfect. It would just need a little elbow grease to make it happen. 

Aster made his way back to the lake. The golden retriever had dragged everything out of the boat shed, but Aster hadn’t had a moment to walk behind him and see what the shed was like. He popped his head in and wrinkled his nose at the smell of dust and mildew and rot and promptly decided that was another person’s problem. It was a breakout waiting to happen and he wasn’t going to invite that on himself.

After sighed and plopped down by the water’s edge. He’d cleaned, he’d offered advice and wisdom, he’d organized and planned - he was not meant for this sort of work. He was used to sitting and laying and enjoying himself however he pleased, with just enough effort put into [i]school[/i] that he still looked like a proper student. He was tired of being told to labor like the common man - he was beyond such trivial nonsense as a summer camp. Aster felt like crying, tears welling up at the frustration of being trapped here because some idiotic, moronic, stupid, pig-headed talentless swine couldn’t handle the repercussions of their own failure. Why he was being punished when it was their fault they pushed him to slash those tires and smash in the windshield of that car, Aster had no idea. 

He caught a glimpse of himself in the lake as a ripple caused the water to slosh against the shore. The tears glimmering in the corner of his eyes brought a new light to them, distress bringing a pretty flush to his cheeks, and all thoughts of work and frustration disappeared as Aster stared, entranced by his own image.