"Stop moving!" Tarantulas takes notice of Purple long enough to snap, shrinking his body down further to the size of a kitten, so he can nimbly leap from the jacket to Purple's waist before they've even finished taking it off. Dawn, meanwhile, grows fretful at what seems as an unseemly delay in her reunion with her beloved father, begins to admonish her erstwhile savior with scolding squeals and smacks around their helmet area. The two spiders cling to Purple's body, unwilling to be shaking off when they're so close to finding each other again.
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