(He says this with some flourish, pulling his bike up under him, kicking back onto his feet to wag the bike back and forth between his legs. It's a dumb thing to do, but it's fun because of how the rubber of his wheel bounces out and it reminds him a little bit of hero action-poses seen on some comics and movie posters.
He pops the bike back down and climbs right on back up, pushing off. He rides effortlessly on the path to the ice cream stand Rogue had shown him. Kid had a compass built into his head, not a lick of confusion or doubt as he tracked his way along. They arrive soon enough and Eddie climbs off his bike.)
It's blue and tastes kinda like fruit. Not totally ice cream, but it's a lot like it.
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(He says this with some flourish, pulling his bike up under him, kicking back onto his feet to wag the bike back and forth between his legs. It's a dumb thing to do, but it's fun because of how the rubber of his wheel bounces out and it reminds him a little bit of hero action-poses seen on some comics and movie posters.
He pops the bike back down and climbs right on back up, pushing off. He rides effortlessly on the path to the ice cream stand Rogue had shown him. Kid had a compass built into his head, not a lick of confusion or doubt as he tracked his way along. They arrive soon enough and Eddie climbs off his bike.)
It's blue and tastes kinda like fruit. Not totally ice cream, but it's a lot like it.