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[snowypoison]

Who: Mac and Thad
What: Thad's gonna learn how to ride the bike!
Where: Outside, places. I don't know, just how much how the derp could progress
When: Sunday, 27th June
Warnings: Diabetes, and probably Thad injuring himself a couple of times

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[boxingmidget]

Mac actually arrived to the location on his bike. His old green bike; his old reliable. It still had the rockets on it from when Lash had fixed it up but he hadn't used it. He would have to sometime or else Lash's work would be put to waste, and he didn't want that...even though rockets on a bike seemed rather dangerous. If Thad was afraid of them, he would tell him that it was fine since they were never used and won't be now...that WAS the truth.

He waved to Thad as he arrived and then stopped and got off his bike. He took off his helmet as well. "Hey, Thad," Mac said cheerfully. "Ready to ride today?"

[snowypoison]

Once Mac had asked that question to him, he nodded vigorously. How exciting, he's gonna learn how to ride a bike.

Or maybe was, because WAIT. Why was there rockets on his bike.

He silently stared at them.

[boxingmidget]

It was coming, he knew it.

"Yeah...Lash put these on some time ago. Don't worry, I ain't used 'em yet and we won't now."

[snowypoison]

He raised an eyebrow, "do we still have to use it later?" Those things... they slightly intimidated him somehow.

[boxingmidget]

"Heck no, we don't hafta," Mac reassured. "I don't even know how you turn 'em on let alone use 'em. Don't worry 'bout it, 'kay?"

[snowypoison]

He nodded and turned his attention to the NORMAL parts of the bike, what a weird looking thing. "How do I start?"

[boxingmidget]

"Well ya gotta get up here," Mac said as he patted on the seat of the bike. Then he pointed to the petals. "Then ya gotta use your feet to move these around to move." Then he pointed at the handle. "Holdin' on to these while wearin' this always for safety," finished Mac as he shown him the helmet.

[snowypoison]

Another nod, and he was already trying to climb on the bike, hands on the handles, and feet on the pedals.

Something seemed wrong though.

He frowned, it seems his legs were too short to reach the pedals properly.

[boxingmidget]

Mac was at a loss for words as he saw that. He doesn't say anything for a while, not sure of what to do at all.

[snowypoison]

He still tried though, he tried his best to reach the pedals by stretching his legs a bit, but to no avail.

Perhaps the seat was too high, but not like Thad would know.

[boxingmidget]

Then he remembered. When WAS the last time he did adjust the seat of his bike? He forgot he could! Derp.

"Uh, hold on!" And with that, Mac went to tinker with the seat a little to make it lower. "Now try it."

[snowypoison]

Success! His feet can now reach the pedals with no problem!

"Okay, now what?" He asked curiously, is it already the part where the bike moves?!

[boxingmidget]

"You gotta pedal it to move!" Mac then helped turn the pedals in a counter-clockwise motion, hoping this is how Thad would get it. "Like this."

[snowypoison]

Okay! He could do that, no problem. He just need to pedal those things and he'll start moving, no problem at all.

He tried to pedal, and he fell as a result. Ouch, that hurt.

[boxingmidget]

Oh crap, nooooooo. Mac went to help Thad up and tried to see if he was hurt at all. Maybe it was too soon to just let him ride on his own.

"Aw man! You okay??"

[snowypoison]

He's alright, just a bit trembling from the sudden fall.

"T-that was scary"