"Watch this! I'll land it, just watch!" Kingsley shouted from on top of the tree they'd made you stand in front of. This was a very bad idea. Admittedly, Kingsley had always had a bit more of a chaotic personality. But he'd been practicing backflips since like... last week! He was gonna land this. He'd also just wipe that somewhat worried look off your face.

He managed to balance himself on a thick branch, standing tall above the ground as his hands went to his hips before he paused and almost slipped. Woah, nope, not doing that then, he thought. Still gonna backflip though. Kingsley did somewhat of a bow, not trying to trip himself off the branch (that'd be embarrassing), before snickering proudly like some kind of ringmaster about to introduce the circus.

Sure enough, Kingsley prepared himself and squeezed his eyes shut. This was it! He was about to perfect the backflip he'd been working on! His friends couldn't stop him and tell him off if they weren't around, minus you of course. But he probably wouldn't listen anyway. Kingsley then leaned back and...

Thump.

"Okay— Ow. Geez. That wasn't my fault, the tree definitely wasn't high enough." Kingsley groaned as he unsuccessfully hit the ground, sitting up as one hand went to his back. He then promptly looked up to you who was now standing over his newly sore form. "I'm fine though, let's find an even taller tree!"