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Speedy let out a string of cute giggles, and leapt off of him and back into the water. He smiled, thoroughly enjoying himself as he started to stand. He was once again barraged by a wave, much smaller than the one he’d sent at her. Still though, it made him close his eyes, and when he opened them again Speedy was attached to his spare neck fur. He let out a giggle of his own as he shook his mane gently, tossing the attached female about. Then he ducked his head under her chest and pushed up, hoping to knock her off and onto her back. If it worked he would stand and wait, his tail wagging ferociously behind him.