Paint! Paint was what he would need to make his home seem more like..home. The tree house, of course, was far from completion, but when the time came he could at least be prepared to finish the last few details. Pulling along the small red wagon, Jasper made his way through the last thin line of trees that lead into the city, the wagon making a small thud in the sudden transition from dirt to pavement. Sat nestled into the wagon, as always, was the dirty stuffed rabbit, who looked simply content with the ride it was taking. The blonde de le Poer child seemed perfectly content pulling as well, despite the fact that his mind wandered just as he did. What color would he paint it? Depending on how much paint he could manage to find, perhaps whatever he could scrounge up. Making yet another transition, this time from street to sidewalk, Jasper turned and began examining the houses that he was passing. His plan, though perhaps futile, was to find the houses that looked like they had the newest paint and investigate those first. Sure, he might come up with empty cans, but it would be more likely that they would have at least some evidence of paint. Pulling the wagon into the yard of a brilliant blue house, he stopped and released the handle, making his way up onto the porch and right into the house. It was dark and stuffy for the most part but the light of the sun shone through the dirty windows in some spots, giving him a soft glow of light as he made his way down the old hall. |