The Wrestle-Boxing Center was always a lively and active place. Go there at any random time of the day and you're sure to see people having a good time, either making jokes in the stands or paling around in the locker-room. However, the real action was always in the ring where the public were free to sign up and compete against one another for a chance at glory and victory. It was usually considered to be a fun way to create a makeshift wrestling league or to work through some frustration. Maybe it could even settle a few rivalries in a legally sanctioned way that didn't have to see anyone getting arrested.
Today was a fairly lively day too. Charmy Bee was visiting the center with the intention of showing off to people how cool he was and how awesome of a fighter a kid his age could be. Being a role model to all the people out there was a fairly humble goal to have. Probably.
"1...2! 1...2!" Charmy stretched as he pressed his hands against the floor and started doing push-ups. He even stood up and began stretching a bit, feeling like he was getting a bit stiff, waiting for his turn. His opponent wasn't determined just yet but that's mostly because he didn't see anyone he really felt was worth his time.
Plus, Cream the Rabbit was here with him! If he wanted to go all out, he'd have to do it against someone super impressive!
Charmy flared his nostrils and blushed a bit. He couldn't help but imagine how Cream would react when he demolished his opponent. No doubt she'd fawn over how big his muscles were and go out for ice-cream with him when it was all done. Little hearts floated around his head as he giggled to himself, as though he were being tickled with a feather or something.
Cream was currently standing by the ringside, looking in as she watched the lone person in the ring do his exercises there. It wasn't Charmy. He was doing his outside the ring. This was what looked to be a green-colored husky. He was taking a couple jabs at the air and sweating a tad, feeling himself draw ragged breath with each new concentrated punch. No one was fighting at the moment and the mat was nice and open so he must have figured, why not?
Charmy turned his head and spotted the bunny girl eyeing the green husky looking boy in the ring. Immediately his face fell. She wasn't paying attention to him? Why not?!
Maybe it was because he was just stretching...? No, that kid was only punching at nothing. She was transfixed by someone else!
Charmy pouted and made his way over to the ringside. He crossed his arms and looked over at the girl. Her eyes were laser focused on him. She seemed really interested in what he was doing...
At this point, the husky took notice of the fact that he had people observing him. He turned and looked over at Cream. Their eyes met and after a split second they both smiled at one another.
"Hey there." The boy waved.
"Hi." Cream waved back.
Charmy blinked, confused by this.
"Wanna come on up? It might be nice to have a person spot me while I do my push-ups." The boy said, with the kindest, friendliest smile imaginable.
Cream offered the same smile back. "Of course! I'd love to."
With that, she climbed into the ring! Charmy gasped.
No! No way, Jose! Nuh-uh! Not on his watch!
Before Cream could get close to the boy, Charmy zoomed in front of him and flexed. "Sorry to cut in but me and Cream actually came here together so she's gonna be spotting ME instead."
"...Oh?" The boy raised a brow. "Well, there's no reason she can't spot us both."
"Nope! She's got no reason to want to look at you. Right Cream?" Charmy asked, teeth sparkling as he clamped his hands together.
Cream chuckled. "I can do both. Why not?"
The boy giggled at that. "Aww. Too bad. Looks like she likes looking at me after all."
"Ah-ha! I knew it! You don't care about her counting your push ups! You just want her looking at you! What makes you think you're so cool anyway huh? I could tear through that slim-jim of a body of yours without even trying. Her eyes would be wasted focusing on you." Charmy said, jabbing a finger into the boy's chest.
"Right. I'm SO sure, you're WAY better, little boy." The kid said back.
Charmy got red in the face. Little boy? This guy looked the exact same age as him. The nerve! "It's Charmy."
"Sounds like a girl's name."
Charmy puffed out his cheeks, getting redder in the face.
"What's YOUR name then Mr. Macho!"
"I'm Bradley."
This time, Charmy blushed and looked to the side. He couldn't exactly insult a name like that...
"Well whatever. I'm gonna take you down... little boy!" Charmy said to Bradley, firing back with the same insult that he just hurled at him. They were both the same age so it really did just come off as incredibly mean from the two of them.
Cream wasn't sure how this had just started but they both came to fight anyway and it didn't seem like either of them had an opponent yet.
"Well, this is good." Cream chimed in. "You two can settle your differences with a fight. May the best man win."
Charmy grinned and flexed once again. "Oh, I will! Totally! He's all flabby and stupid. Check out THESE guns!"
Cream blinked as she looked at Charmy, then spotted Bradley standing behind him with his arms crossed, making a scrunched up face that said "Is he for real?"
It made Cream giggle.
Charmy stopped smiling and turned to see Bradley's face, quickly realizing that she just ignored his postering and laughed at something Bradley just did.
"Grrr... how he's in for it..." Charmy snapped, putting his foot down.
Bradley smiled. Welp. He came here due to a recommendation from his older brother Rolland. It looks like he found an opponent without having to really do much. His brother thought he was good but Bradley wasn't too sure.
Time to see how good he really was then.
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