The repeating shaking knocked another couple apples loose, and he scrambled to catch them. It was while rolling them off to the ground that a fourth fell, beaning him right on the noggin. He yelped in surprise, then rubbed the spot, scarf in hand still, and laughed.

"Alright! I think we- ooh!" That apple he was able to catch in his hands, and he held it up with a bright smile. "I think we got enough now!"