Previously
"O sorry, I want to do a rose because roses remind me of the day we met. On this wall I want to do a mural of Red Rock Mesa, cause without Matt and this place I would have never gotten here. On this wall I wanted to do a scene of the mountains with Sarah flying by. And on this last one I wanted to try and do one of the Taiga where your father was buried."
"Why did you pick these?"
"These are all things or places that represent life changing experiences." Mac explained.
Now
Harm was at a loss for words so he simply hugged her. He looked around and smiled. "This is great."
"I'll take that as approval. Now when do you want to get started?"
"Me? You expect me to paint anything other than a stick figure?" Harm scoffed, "especially after that last room?"
"But of course." Mac stated plainly handing him a paintbrush.
The duo spent the next four hours painting before they stopped out of hunger.
Kitchen
30 minutes later
Harm had made them spaghetti for lunch. After they had eaten they were in the kitchen doing the dishes when Mac got an idea.
SWOOOSH
"WHAT THE HELL?" Harm screeched as Mac soaked him with the sink sprayer. "You are sooo gonna get it." Harm stated as he waved a finger at her. Mac took off running with a very wet sailor trailing close behind.
Mac made it to the front yard before Harm caught up. When he did he tackled her.
The two of them were rolling around each trying to get the upper hand when they heard someone clear their throat. They both froze at the sound and looked up.