Rosen was just surfacing, face completely covered with mud, "Don't just stand there!" he spat at Long, "Help me out!"

"... These clothes would get filthy," he noted, still safely inside the Juttle.

"So?" Rosen spat, struggling to pull himself out of the mud and failing.

So Long sighed a bit. But after another moment of deliberation he took off the shoes and sweater before going to help Rosen.

Rosen was stuck pretty good in the mud hole. He lifted his hand up for Long to pull him out.

"Don't struggle," Long told him before getting a good foot hold and grabbing Rosen's hand and pulling. He was very strong for his size.

Rosen actually didn't appear to be all the stuck and as soon as Long grabbed on, Rosen clamped onto his hand and yanked back, attempting to pull him into the mud as well.

Long bit his lip to keep from cussing. His foot hold kept him upright for a decent amount of time, but his feet started to slip in the mud. After a few more moments his feet failed him and he fell into the mud.

When he surfaced, Rosen was laughing victoriously at him.

Long didn't say anything as he wiped some mud off his face.

Rosen laughed only harder as he got a look at Long's face. Then he suddenly reached over and attempted to dunk him.

Long saw Rosen coming, but he didn't move out of the way.

So Rosen dunked him.

When Long surfaced he was completely coated in mud. He shook his hands off a little before getting some mud out of his hair.

Rosen seemed to be having fun as he reached out and globbed some mud on Long's cheek.

Long wasn't having quite as much fun, but he didn't stop Rosen from having his.