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When Lucas flopped onto his side, Wyatt found himself all too riled up to act similarly; he wanted to play. With his brother's paws kneading into his chest, Wyatt pulled his chest forward, and he reached for his target. If he we were successful in weaving himself between Lucas' flailing arms, and dragging himself closer, Wyatt would grab at Lucas' chubby cheek and yank.