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Ingram was startled by the sudden feel of puke on his snout. It caused him to writhe and shriek as he pawed at his face, as if the spit-up was some horror from another realm that he must be rid of immediately. Even the smell bothered him. The entirety of being smacked with something so novel just did not sit right with the small boy, who hauled tried to haul himself away from the offense. But, it was smeared across his muzzle; there was no escaping it, and he spun in circles in a futile search for a safe way to go. He wailed, and cried, and sobbed, and pressed his nose into his sister's ribs as he bumped into her, proceeding to rub his face against her.