 urine trouble | Pat's Strong Confident Other Half | Pees Like a Champion Unicorn Racehorse
After what seemed like a while, Lucas reluctantly got up from his spot and decided to move onto one of the other activities. Since picking up trash wasn't an option, that left him with one of two options: collecting samples - and maybe taking off his warmer clothes to do so - OR untangling the plimpies' legs.
And getting undressed wasn't his cup of pumpkin juice so........
He walked over to one of the long weighted nets and- oof! Oh Merlin. Oh no oh no. This was HEAVY. He paused for a moment, taking a VERY deep breath, before picking it up and practically dragging it towards the edge of the lake. He didn't know how he was going to collect any plimpies with this but he could try, right?
A small grunt escaped his lips as he dumped most of the net into the water. The small part he was holding onto, he used to draaaaaaag along the lake, shuffling along the edge of the shore as he went. He didn't know how much he was supposed to drag the net OR how many plimpies he was supposed to catch so it looked like he was going to have to wing it. Did it matter? Probably not?
The hardest part, as he soon came to realise, was lifting the net back up again. Another small grunt escaped his lips as he tried to lift it up and up and uuuuuuuup. Instead, he ended up dragging it backwards as he walked in a simple attempt to get the net out of the water before any plimpies he caught escaped from the net. Could they escape? He didn't know.
One thing he DID know, when the end of the net reached the shore, was that there were no plimpies there.
Ugh. Merlin.
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