"Hey Charmy," Bradley tried to speak towards the downed bee. "Are you awake? Belch if you can hear me."
Charmy merely fidgeted and jerked about on the mat. The crowd was still rather loud but the thumps his body was making were still prominent enough to echo through the speakers all around them.
Bradley was rather tickled by this, "Hey man, stop thumping like that. Your weird convulsing looks like your humping the mat or something." He continued to speak, trying to make sure if Charmy's lack of a response was due to some sort of delay in his brain or if he really was just totally out of it.
The husky bent down a bit and grabbed the bee by his head. He lifted him up and revealed his face to the onlookers.
Charmy looked quite happy. His tongue was out and he was drooling all over himself. It looked like he was dreaming. It must have been of something nice because Bradley could tell by the look in his eyes that this big butted bee boy was gone. There must have been some sort of euphoric light shining around the base of his head that was making him feel light-headed enough to prance on cloud 9.
He'd officially knocked this boy stupid happy.
"Well... I guess I win. Maybe you should learn to not jump the gun so quickly when it comes to the people you wanna talk smack too. I'm glad my brother was right about my talent though. Or maybe you just really suck at fighting." Bradley chided.
Charmy didn't hear a word of that. It was obvious, just looking at his derped, glazed over eyes that he was in another dimension right now. Plus, he'd probably be a lot more embarrassed by the fact that Bradley's hits had all but disintegrated his clothes with sheer physical force alone.
Cream clapped her hands. "Okay, okay. I think you can end it now."
Bradley smiled at her. "Sure, sure. I'll just land one last punch for good measure. Then, hey, maybe we can get some ice-cream."
"Hmm? Oh sure. That sounds like fun." Cream smiled. She wasn't oblivious to Charmy's plight. She just kind of figured this was natural considering the circumstances behind the fight. They made a bet and this was a place to beat each other up right? So that meant it was fair right? Of course it was. Charmy would understand.
Bradley swung back his fist. "Say Night Night, Baby Big Butt."
"Nud nuddaah bubbabbahabah..." Charmy gurgled a bit right before the last hit landed and sent him soaring across the ring...!
Even the crowd winced a bit at that.
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Well that depends. How long Charmy lasted might not be equal to the amount of time Bradley spent beating on him. Pretty sure he was knocked for a loop the instant the first punch landed.
Well that depends. How long Charmy lasted might not be equal to the amount of time Bradley spent bea
