[☁]-;”Storms,Ice-cream”- Tiny said -“Doing what you like.Revenge doesn’t count.”-
-“And apart from that, If we fight again and you beat me. What are you going to do after that? Win a trophy? Win a new super dooper awesome power?
I just really can’t understand
why you want to fight
again”-
The giant jack-in-the-box glared down at Tiny for many seconds, confliction glimmering in his mechanical eyes. His right hand was turned upward so his palm faced the sky. A spark crackled that soon spread into a flame, which grew into a ball of fire he held in his hand. He made no move to attack her just yet- he simply held the stare as the flames stirred in his hand. It was tough to tell how much time had passed, but soon, Mad Jack's eyes squeezed shut as his hand clenched into a fist, extinguishing the fire it held. He opened his eyes again to meet hers a couple seconds later.
"It's not so easy. I'm not just a rather dangerous toy like the rest of them. I was too dangerous. I'm a killing machine. How could you think I'm capable of straying from such an absolute purpose?
How could you think I can be anything but evil?"













