So. Here's Wally's shirtless back. You can see him grabbing at his skin, because, yeah, he's gotten a little chubby around the edges. To say the least, he's got himself a set of love handles. And he is really not pleased with this. In fact, he's basically groaning out every single sentence.]
Man, I didn't think it was this bad...
[Groaaan.] I'm never gonna live this down.
[After a few more moments of bemoaning his fat, he finally turns and spots Wally Jr—]
Junior! Dude, what are you doing?! [Lunging toward the Gear, because oh god if Junior's doing what he thinks he's doing—] Are you recording—?! [Grabbing at the Gear and managing to pull it away from a laughing Elekid. He's now staring angrily into the camera, but his bright red ears and cheeks indicate he's more embarrassed than actually angry.]
No one. Saw. Anything.
[End feed. TROLLS, COME ONE COME ALL. GATHER AND MAKE FUN.]