[Hiroshi shields himself from the goop, then yelps as the Smeargle snags Takuro.]
Hey!
[He chases after them and stops when he sees the two. Huh?
...
Somewhere, in the back of his mind, he feels like it's important to observe.
Takuro looks blearily at the boulder, then at the Smeargle. A weirdly crooked smile grows on his face before he weakly takes the tail, turns to the boulder, and paints a kind of silly, somewhat crude version of the Smeargle's face He then lets go and looks at the Smeargle expectantly.]
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Hey!
[He chases after them and stops when he sees the two. Huh?
...
Somewhere, in the back of his mind, he feels like it's important to observe.
Takuro looks blearily at the boulder, then at the Smeargle. A weirdly crooked smile grows on his face before he weakly takes the tail, turns to the boulder, and paints a kind of silly, somewhat crude version of the Smeargle's face He then lets go and looks at the Smeargle expectantly.]