by @omg-they-were-clavemates on Ao3 🐢☀️

Messy warmup sketch from my favourite part of this fic, I got a bit overwhelmed and abandoned it... On the top you can see (kinda) the unfinished sketch were they are drying their cassocks :)

In reply, Vincent turned the hose on Aldo again, then back to Thomas. Aldo cracked a wicked grin that Thomas hadn’t seen in months, maybe years. The watering can he’d been using to fill the farther birdbaths had been left at Aldo’s feet. Full, since Thomas had been on his way to find another bath when he’d started to overheat. 

Aldo picked it up and flung it, so that the contents doused Vincent like Dorothy doused the Wicked Witch. Vincent’s smile stretched from ear to ear. He shot the hose at Aldo again. Aldo tried to catch some in the watering can so that he would have a second shot. 

Not wanting to feel left out, Thomas hustled into a nearby alcove where he’d seen another hose. He turned the nob and tucked out from behind wall like he imagined the heroes of his crime novels did. Since this hose still had the gardening head on it, it was easy to hit them both once he’d found the right setting. 

This continued for several more minutes until they were all just standing under a shower from the two hoses, soaking wet. They let the hoses drop, and Vincent went to turn his off at the spigot. Then they all started to laugh.

-@omg-they-were-clavemates