[Jack thinks pouting would do Cloud some good, honestly. That face is also begging for a snowball, but alas. Only a few more days. He can (kinda) deal with the wait while he's hanging out with the children, but during moments like this, it truly bothers him that he can't do anything.
The ground can get so annoying, he swears.
Seeing Cloud grab a stick makes Jack raise his eyebrows as he walks ahead but backwards, just so he can keep looking at that snowball-able face (yes, that's a word, shut up).]
What exactly are you planning to do to that poor goat?
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The ground can get so annoying, he swears.
Seeing Cloud grab a stick makes Jack raise his eyebrows as he walks ahead but backwards, just so he can keep looking at that snowball-able face (yes, that's a word, shut up).]
What exactly are you planning to do to that poor goat?