An inquiry with a couple students has you discovering Sam's current class is PE. You amble over to the field where the kids practice on nice days. It rained last night, the grass is damp, you have to dodge patches of mud here and there, but you make it to the field easily.
You see the younger kids running around, playing with a frisbee, not wanting to get dirtier you stay off in the corner, but you eventually pick out Sam from the group, it's nice to see him having fun, even as he dives to catch the frisbee, landing on the ground and absolutely coating himself with mud, laughing as he jumps up and hucks the frisbee to a teammate. Half the kids seem to be trying to keep as clean as they can, while the other half seem to be embracing the chaos, you notice the coach nearby, exasperated as she loses another kid to "The mud crew", and you sympathize with her, if just a bit, she was the one that let a bunch of unruly kids play outside on a muddy day after all.
The game goes on for a while, the kids so engrossed in their game that they pay you no mind, so you watch, silently cheering Sam on.
As you watch the kids more and more, you wonder what's up with them, each one, even the girls, have ridiculous bulges bouncing around in their gym shorts. Hardly makes sense to wear a cup during Frisbee of all things, much less for a girl to need one, especially ones that large, but you guess the coach is just big on safety.
With the blowing of a whistle the game ends, the kids moaning as they're ordered to head to the showers and clean off.
You debate the best way to go about surprising your brother.
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