[it results in both Tex being free and Caboose being curled up miserably on the ground, whimpering] Grif...I need your cone...give me your cone...
[the second it seems like Tex is moving even slightly further away though he grabs for her, pushing himself back up] Wait! Y-you'll still come hang out with me, right Tex?
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Date: 2015-12-28 09:04 pm (UTC)[the second it seems like Tex is moving even slightly further away though he grabs for her, pushing himself back up] Wait! Y-you'll still come hang out with me, right Tex?