[Silver nods, holds out a hand for Ryuunosuke to wait, then goes ahead and starts climbing the tree with their breakfast; he's quick and quiet, and when he's close enough, well.
Sticking a hand right in the nest would be stupid, and sounds like a great way to lose a hand. So he pulls back a branch instead; it hits the bird right in the butt.
There is so much indignant squawking before the giant thing starts to chase Silver; Silver hops straight from tree to tree to avoid getting killed like hell.
It doesn't take too long for the two of them to go off into the distance, and that's when Weavile tugs on Ryuunosuke's pants and nods at him. Let's get to work.]
He's managing to keep the sparkles to minimal level, however, and when Weavile catches his attention he nods. Lead the way, buddy. Let's do this thing.]
[Weavile scurries his way up the tree, making ice spikes on the tree in bare looking spots to climb with.
There's nothing stopping them from getting to those eggs. They're the length of a forearm and there are six of them to boot; victory is in sight, although Silver may have lacked a bit of foresight in this plan.
Getting down's going to be a little rough with arms full of eggs.]
[WEAVILE HAS THE RIGHT IDEA-- but thankfully poor Weavile is not dropped today. Ryuunosuke's a goddamn noodle, but for once in his life he manages to not completely fuck something up and he manages to catch Weavile.
Down you go, buddy. C'MON LET'S HIGH-TAIL IT OUT OF HERE]
But only after Weavile gives him a loving look of appreciation. You're the best, Ryuunosuke. You're totally nuts, but you're also the best.
Weavile knows exactly where they're supposed to go, of course; it's only because he needs to be careful not to drop eggs that he doesn't bound ahead of Ryuunosuke without thinking about it.
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Sticking a hand right in the nest would be stupid, and sounds like a great way to lose a hand. So he pulls back a branch instead; it hits the bird right in the butt.
There is so much indignant squawking before the giant thing starts to chase Silver; Silver hops straight from tree to tree to avoid getting killed like hell.
It doesn't take too long for the two of them to go off into the distance, and that's when Weavile tugs on Ryuunosuke's pants and nods at him. Let's get to work.]
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He's managing to keep the sparkles to minimal level, however, and when Weavile catches his attention he nods. Lead the way, buddy. Let's do this thing.]
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There's nothing stopping them from getting to those eggs. They're the length of a forearm and there are six of them to boot; victory is in sight, although Silver may have lacked a bit of foresight in this plan.
Getting down's going to be a little rough with arms full of eggs.]
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Hopefully you aren't too heavy, buddy.]
C'mon, jump!
[THIS IS PROBABLY GOING TO END POORLY, I'M SO SORRY WEAVILE]
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Weavile's letting out a noise that is very much whiny and very much says you don't got this.
...And then he jumps anyway, with three eggs in arms. Ryuunosuke doesn't have to worry about missing him, at least; he's definitely aimed.
You got this, buddy. Someone out there has faith in you, and it's definitely not Weavile.]
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Down you go, buddy. C'MON LET'S HIGH-TAIL IT OUT OF HERE]
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But only after Weavile gives him a loving look of appreciation. You're the best, Ryuunosuke. You're totally nuts, but you're also the best.
Weavile knows exactly where they're supposed to go, of course; it's only because he needs to be careful not to drop eggs that he doesn't bound ahead of Ryuunosuke without thinking about it.