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And here they were again in the park. If he couldn't get so much work done here, Devon thought he would resent his kid's apparantly constant need for fresh air and sunshine. As it was, he merely rolled his eyes and collapsed onto the nearest bench while Ignacio bolted off to run about madly in the field.

A spot of running always left him feeling pleasantly worn down. Ignacio paused and began a series of random somersaults in the direction of the playground. He smiled to himself, half-humming a tune from the radio back in the tattoo parlour. Since he had been forced to go to school, he treasured the free time all the more. The smell of grass, the sunshine, the breeze. It was a good day.

Finally, Ignacio stood once more. "Dad!" he called. "I'm gonna go on the gym, okay?" Devon nodded, flicking his gaze up in confirmation. Grinning, Ignacio took off and all but threw himself onto the nearest bit of metalwork. The bar firmly at his stomach, he leaned forward and lifted his legs, trying to balance.

Recognizing both his classmate and teacher, Ignacio wrinkled his nose. He wasn't sure how he felt about seeing them outside of class. Antony was supposedly his own age but he seemed weird. He didn't like to get dirty, Riley had said, or something. Nonetheless, here he was and they were. He leaned forward a bit more, threatening his wobbly balance. "Psst!"

Ignacio offered a white, toothy grin. "Hello," he offered. "Your dad's not making you do extra homework, right?"

Thoughtfully, Ignacio shifted his gaze between father and son and back again. Then he shrugged. "Nothing wrong with likin' school," he suggested even if his tone clearly said it wasn't for him. "But there's nothing wrong with takin' breaks, too." He paused and considered the other boy. Finally, he let his feet settle on the ground again and pushed away from the bar. "Wanna play?" he offered.

"Cool!" Immediately, Iggy pushed further away from the bar and rocked on the balls of his feet. Apparantly the energy lost in his earlier run had returned. "What d'ya wanna do?" he asked, the spirit of generosity. "Tag? We can't really do hide and seek 'cause there's nowhere to hide." He looked up at the clear blue sky, studying the clouds and tugging on his t-shirt. "Do you have ideas?"

Iggy, however, knew exactly what they were and yelped in approval as he scampered around to snatch them from Shade's hands. Suddenly, the fact that the man was a teacher was secondary to how cool he was. "Water guns!" he grinned at Antony. "We can play cops and robbers!"

That had not entered his mind and Iggy stood still for a moment. Then he shrugged. "I don't care," he said. "Do you wanna be one instead of the other?" He looked down at the plastic gun in his hand. He lifted his free hand to push at his blonde curls. "I mean, I don't care."

"Sure thing." Ignacio was right behind him, equally barefoot and underdressed. Of course, he truly did not care if anyone saw him in threadbare shorts and shirt. He was no fashion plate. As if to prove the point, he used the sleeve of his shirt to wipe his forehead while he waited for Antony to finish. "Can I have robbed a really big bank?" he asked.