Willie wiggled a little more, but before he knew it someone was grabbing his ankle. His eyes widened and he began to wiggle some more. "Guuuhh, lemme goo!" He huffed, putting his hands on the boy's wrists, wanting to pull them off of him. "I'm 'ere cuth--" The girl spoke for him and he eyed her, and then looked back at the big lug. "Lemme go! Lemme go! GARRREEETTTTT" Willie cried out for his older brother, hoping he would come for his rescue.

He really doubted it.