Bachi looked down at his hands as he turned green. What the hell was happening to him? He didn’t have time to figure it out… His mind was already wondering to the deepest and darkest places in his brain. He was visiting painful memories of his past. He couldn’t take it, and he didn’t know what to do. All the pain and anger was overtaking him…
Wade was consistently ducking the flying punches that Caz was throwing at wild. Caz had not stopped for 5 minutes in a row, and yet Wade had not let one punch land on him. Every punch that Wade dodged made Caz angrier and angrier. His fists flew through the air with a faster speed, each and every strike being potentially more deadly than the other.
Wade had had enough. He wasn’t a violent guy, and he wasn’t quite sure how to handle the lumbering oaf throwing swings at him. But enough was enough – it was time to stop it all.
In a simple movement, Wade slapped Caz on the face. But the shock that came to Caz’s face was unexpected. Caz slowly reached to his face and felt moisture throughout it. Did the man standing before him just slap him with the sweatiest palm on the face of the planet? The shock remained, as he stared at Wade before he vomited and passed out in his own filth. Caz was a TKO.
Wade smiled and walked off when he noticed something move extremely fast in his peripherals before all he saw was black. His basketball had flown so fast into the side of his head, it had popped and burst. Wade instantly fell. As he was closing his eyes, he noticed a lumbering green animal on all 4s running towards the Raj.
Bachi was running full-fledged with nothing but anger in his eyes. His arms were pounding the floor, as he used them to leverage his body and gain more momentum. He’d cracked it, and he wanted his captain to know nobody messes with Bachi.
The Raj sat counting peacefully in a meditative state. “7… 8… 9… AH ya fu-!” The Raj looked down as Bachi ran head-first into the side of him and bounced right off him. “Damn rat”, he said pitifully, looking at the young man who’d knocked himself out by running into him. “Alright, that must be 10 seconds.”
The Raj stood up and looked down at the flattened Bugs squashed into the floor, his face smeared with Big Mac sauce and the cheeseburger that led to his demise. One could only guess where the sauce came from…
“And that’s game boys, heahhhh” The Raj took his leave off the field back towards his bags, leaving a warzone behind him. There was an eerie silence he was leaving behind. Perhaps too quiet…
“SHIMA!!!!!!!!!!!!!”
“What the –“ The Raj turned around and saw a cat running towards him angrily, with Meowth right behind him pointing at The Raj . Meowth had used his ultimate move – “Missy Attack”. The onwatching dogs bound after the cat. “Ah ya fuc*ing c*nt!” The fat man tried to run, but Missy had already pounced onto his head. The dogs followed suit, no longer hungry for the cat but for the Big Mac and Cheeseburgers hidden within The Raj. The Raj got mauled completely. He had met his end.
“SHIMA!!!!!!!!!!!” Meowth yelled again, before he sobbed by the side of Bugs – crushed, and no longer breathing. “WHAT HAVE YOU DONE, SHIMA?!!!!!” He weapt for hours by his side, before he got up and uttered one more word before he walked off the field…
“Heahhhh.”