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"Ya know croagunk ol' buddy, I think we've out done ourselves today."
They stood proud at the fountain in the center of the national park, the entire thing littered with red painted graffiti! He seemed to draw his face and the words 'Crimzon Crew' on the fountain, alongside many different obscure stickfigures and scribbles that looked like it came from a children's sketchbook. The pair nodded at their work, red spraycans in their open hands.
"This will encourage people to join our AWESOME team! Who wouldn't?? Look at my mug! Best thing I ever made if I do say so myself~"
He nodded up and down, a finger to his chin. Croagunk jumped up and down, beating his chest once and pointing at his leader.
"Eh, a team pose? ...I never thought of that! We should get one! Then we can draw it in there! What should it be??"
The croagunk thought to himself before putting a fist in the air.
"Hm...Too basic."
He then put his arm in his shoulder and flicked both her arms the other direction.
"Eeeeck!"
Then croagunk paused for a moment, thinking of another one. That's when the toxic frog had an idea. Putting hand on his hips and another pointing straight ahead, he looked approvingly up at Charade, who began to nod convincingly.
"Yeah...yeah! I can dig that!" He exclaimed, copying the pose. "We are the Crimson Crew! Ohohoho that's so cool!"