You are babysitting your neighbour's kid again, like usual. His name is Wally, and he has a blue pompadour for hair. He's only two feet tall(so short compared to his canon height am I right lol) so you always offered to carry him around. He always declined, insisting that he was mature enough to walk without being carried.

Today, you're over at his house cooking lunch when you feel a gentle tug on your pants/skirt. You glance down to see Wally standing there, looking up at you with a smile and holding his hands up.

"Uppies, please."