Only one color? How restricting. Gamzee picked through the yarn and, with a grin, pulled out a roll that was dyed rainbow, the color changing as the yarn was pulled out. How anyone could pick any other plain variety was beyond him. Hopefully this was acceptable, even if she had told him to pick a single color.

How he was supposed to use those little sticks to make anything with it was beyond him, though. It looked like she was just clicking them together and it was making itself, all magic like. Not that he wouldn't believe her if she said that was what was actually happening. Rose was something of a miracle worker, as he was coming to appreciate.

Why hadn't he trolled her before now?