A baseball game is currently happening. People are cheering, Albert is playing in the game as he swung the ball with the metal bat. Billy quickly ran to 1st base.
Pest is clapping and cheering for his son.

Pest: "All right! Good job!"

Emerson is also there giving his son PartyNoob (Poob for short) a high five.

Emerson: "All right Poob!"

Poob takes the baseball bat, a kid is behind him with a baseball glove.

Emerson: "Don't fuck this up! Come on!"

Albert: (readying) "Yo Poob! Come on!"

Pest is happy and all, but then he saw Poob. His smile is slightly faded as he walked over to the fence. He putted his fingers through the holes of the said metal fence.
There, he is looking as Poob as they ready up to swing the ball. As he swung, it missed the ball.
As Pest kept staring, Poob glances at Pest for a split second before setting his eyes on the baseball.
Pest seems interested in Poob.






















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