Roll Out!

YOU COULDN'T HIT THE BROAD SIDE OF A BARN, YOU HACK.

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GOOD THING A BARN'S NOT NEARLY AS BIG AS YOUR OVER-SIZED ASS, YOU FOOL.

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AT LEAST I DON'T HAVE TWIGS FOR ARMS LIKE YOU DO, YOU STEROID JUNKIE.

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YOU DID NOT JUST CALL THESE BABIES TWIGS. IF ANYONE'S USING STEROIDS IT'S YOU, YOU GIANT GORILLA.

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I CALLED THEM TWIGS BECAUSE THERE'S NOTHIN' THERE. TWIGS IS TOO GOOD.

LIMP STRANDS OF SPAGHETTI. THAT'S WHAT YOUR ARMS ARE.

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GRAAAAAAAAARGH!! WE'LL SEE HOW MUCH YOU HAVE TO SAY WITH MY FIST IN YOUR FACE!!

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SORRY, I CAN'T HEAR YOU OVER HOW SMALL YOUR BICEPS ARE.

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*HI MAX I HOPE YOU LIKE FLAK RIPPING OFF YOUR DOOR AND PUNCHING YOU IN THE FACE*

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::FUCCEN::

::MAX WILL PUNCH AT YOUR FACE RIGHT BACK::

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*WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU MOTERFUKERS DOING I WAS JUST PASSING THROUGH AND NOW YOU'RE BREAKING DOORS AND NOW I'M GOING TO HAVE TO GET TOGETHER WITH LIGHTER PROBABLY AND FIX IT AAAAAHHHH*

Wh--What are you two DOING!? Knock it off!

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*FLAK PUNCHED MAX AGA-wait, no, nevermind. Raiden came and ruined things. Flak let his pulled back fist fall*

Stay out of this, Raiden. This is between me and him!

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::MAX ~~PUNCHED FLAK IN THE BALLS~~ stopped punching sort of in surprise that Flak somehow stopped punching::

::he was angry and confused as to why Flak was actually listening to someone for once::

He said he was gonna beat up Andy and then he broke down my door and punched me, I got every right to slug him back.

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Well you two aren't seriously going to sit here and punch each other all day, are you?

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Of course not. That'd be stupid.

Just until I win.

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You never won nothin' against me and you know that.

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So you two could. Theoretically achieve the same end result by... not doing anything. *That was Raiden's best attempt at diffusing a fight how did you like it*

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...If we don't do anything, noone wins. *Flak sucker punches Max in the stomach*

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::its a good thing Max has a million abs to protect him and shatter all the bones in your puny, girlish hand, Flak::

::Max still gasps for air, though::

::~~Raiden you'd better do something more better than you currently are before something else happens~~::

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*Raiden is going to stand there awkwardly because three of him combined wouldn't equal the size of ONE of these two guys and he knows it.

Sadly.*

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*You wish, Max. Flak is just going to take his perfectly functional hand and hit you again now.*

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Most would have thought there were only three in the room.

There were not.

There was a fourth. And he was small and pink and until a few minutes ago had been sleeping. But the noise and yelling woke him up.

And he woke up to see that someone was punching the guy who fed him. And then that blond guy came in and the punching stopped and then that other guy punched his friend again and finally it registered in his tiny little slowpoke brain to do something about it.

He opened his mouth and ~~sang the song that ends the Earth~~ and out came a strange blast of water in rings aimed at the guy who was about to punch Slowpoke's friend again.

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