uri can't help but laugh as he continues to roll down the hill. it doesn't take him long to reach the bottom, and when he does, he sprawls out onto his back in utter bliss.

"fuck! that's fun."

he turns to look at his greedent.

"how'd you get so much speed? is it from your fat?"

rich nods, then starts making his way back up the hill. uri follows, ignoring the purrloin that appears.

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"calm?! i am calm!"

not really. but after that, he does take a moment to breathe in real deep, and after an even longer exhale, he finds his nerves starting to settle.

"what are all these unowns doing here?"

but now's not the time to question it. he follows a small group of them as well, hoping for the best.

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is he a big baby? probably. but he finds that he doesn't quite mind it if it means she treats him like this. pampering him, almost.

after a chuckle, he leans in for a spoonful, not burning his tongue this time.

"woah! it's really good."

he beams.

"thank you, sol."

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"this looks so stupid."

stupid and fun.

rich, his greedent, nods as the both of them wait atop a small hill, and at the bottom is his ground-type, toby the palossand.

"we just roll?"

rich nods again.

with a sigh, uri tucks himself into a ball and tips himself forward, rolling down the hill as he falls.

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off to the side, he catches a glimpse of someone getting shouldered, and the blunt force of it is enough to send them onto the ground. he wishes he could help, really, he does, but his priorities become evident by how he's tugging her in a different direction.

"fuck, fuck, fuck..."

how do they get out?

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"actually..."

he reaches for his spoon but doesn't pick it up. instead, he looks over at her with his puppy dog eyes and a small pout.

she should expect these next few words, to be honest.

"could you? i'm too weak to eat it by myself..."

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