[center][h3]Scully "[color=fff79a]Babyface[/color]" Vagabond[/h3][/center]
And fell for it he did. Babyface's baby face flushed with embarrassment, and though one part of him was slightly offended that Scully would think he'd need catching, another felt really really happy someone was there to even offer. He [i]had[/i] fallen before after all, and perhaps having the dark haired boy around would be helpful. 

Coughing to cover up his hint of joy, Babyface turned aside and wiped at his face. He tried to brush the blush off like dirt, only making the redness worse. Rather than continuing to focus on his face- he did too much of that outside the woods- Babyface focused himself on the matter at hand: the tree. 

[b]"[color=fff79a]Alright, well, I'll start us off then,[/color]"[/b] said the light haired boy, wincing as his voice cracked. Reaching for the tree once more, he seemed to instantly calm, the familiarity of it his saving grace. Wordlessly, spare a few grunts and- [b]"[color=fff79a]Dont grab that, not for too long, anyway[/color]"[/b]s, Babyface made his way up the tree, resting on the first solid branch he reached. 

Pointing his hand to one slightly above and in front of him, he called down, [b]"[color=fff79a]You can come up now, I think I'm good. Sorry I can't catch you.[/color]"[/b] He paused, looking around at the crisp autumn scenery. An idea struck him, and he added a quick, [b]"[color=fff79a]Maybe if you gather leaves?[/color]"[/b]