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"SO, YOU WANT to learn from the best, huh?" Your eyes narrowed in the bright sun as you peeked your head out from between the flaps of your tent. "What...Gyro, what are you on about," you grumbled, raising a hand to stop the sun's rays from annoying you even more than Gyro was. "What am I on about...?! Speedwagon, as your new best friend, I figured I'd show you the tricks of the trade!" You found Johnny sitting by the fire, a pan in his hands as he gave you a look of pity. "Gyro, I genuinely don't know what you're talking about." Gyro gasped dramatically, raising a hand to his chest in mock offense.
"I'm talking about riding your horse, of course!" Gyro said with a giggle while Johnny turned to him, "wow...you rhymed, Gyro." Gyro giggled again, placing his hands on his hips with a toothy grin, "nyo-ho!" You groaned and adjusted the hat on your head glaring from below the brim. "I think I'm good," you muttered, pulling your head back between the flaps, not expecting Gyro to shove his head through right after you. "You're not good!" Gyro practically screamed as you winced at his loudness, "if you're gonna be seen with me, I'll have to train you to be the best."
Before you could say another word, Gyro was dragging you out by the arm, making you stumble out into the area you all had camped in. You raised a brow when you saw Thunder all saddled up and ready to go, standing awkwardly in the middle of an empty plot of land a few meters away. "Uh...what exactly more do I need to learn?" you asked, turning your head over your shoulder to look at Gyro confused. Gyro leaned back slightly as if leaning against something that wasn't there, and smiled, "the spin."
You went wide-eyed and looked back at Johnny who stared at Gyro blankly. "It's not what you think it is," Johnny said with a huff, "Gyro said you didn't need it because your stand was already strong." You looked back at Gyro who cleared his throat, the tips of his ears a soft pink. "Anyways! I'll be showing you how to make Thunder spin which will help with your turns." You furrowed your brow and crossed your arms, "what's wrong with my turns?" Gyro opened his mouth to say something but you sighed and just walked toward Thunderstruck who looked less than pleased.
"Okay! So! First, sit normal," Gyro called as you got up onto Thunder's saddle. "Uhh," you faltered and grew tenser as you sat there, "you telling me to sit 'normal' isn't helping at all." You got no warning before Gyro reached up and pushed your hips back, making you sit up stiffly. "W-Wha-" "Like that." Your face felt like it was on fire but when you snuck a peek at Gyro, his ears burned bright red. With a gulp, you turned back to stare at your mock campground. Johnny was still cooking, though there was a slight crick in his brow that you noticed even from afar.
"Okay now get your horse moving," Gyro added, patting Thunder's neck before stepping away. You nodded awkwardly but squeezed your thighs to move her forward, lurching back a bit when Thunder started walking quickly. You could only imagine she wanted this to be over as soon as possible— so did you. "Let her turn where she wants to go but try to keep her in a circle," Gyro said with matching hand movements that made you chuckle under your breath. "If you say so," you snickered, making Thunder walk in a circle.
