Charmy bounced up and down in place, sniffing and fronting like the tough guy he thought he was. Time to put those impressive little BB guns of his to work!
Across from him was Bradley. He was looking straight ahead at the bee. He was far less animated than he was. Unlike Charmy, he wasn't exactly riled up or even really all that upset.
The crowd that had gathered for this fight was considerably huge. The people who had gathered around to watch two young little boys go at it was indicative of just how interesting a place like this could be on any random day.
"Do your best!" Cream shouted into the ring.
Charmy smirked and opened his mouth to respond...
Bradley, however, answered a split second before Charmy did with, "I will."
That set the bee off again. An angry anime vein popped pursed on the top of his helmet.
"Hey! She was talking to me!" Charmy snapped and pointed at his chest.
"Oh really? Got any proof of that, little boy?" Bradley jeered back. Just because he wasn't upset didn't mean he was gonna stand there and take Charmy's verbal diarrhea.
"Stop calling me that! I'm the same age as you!" The bee jabbed at him with an intense growl. "How about this... the loser of the match is the actual little boy. No, a little baby!"
"You making that official?" Bradley asked with a brow raised.
"Yuppers." Charmy nodded, giggling a bit to himself. "I'm sure you'll like being put down for a little nappy poo."
The two of them began to circle each other, boxing gloves on and their fists up.
Then the bell rang.
Charmy shot forward, wasting no time at all. "Get ready to go to sleep, you little ba-!"
POW!
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