Anything Chris can do Tam can do better
Pride: (walking into kitchen) Hey Christopher, whaddya’ have?
Chris: *burps incredibly loudly* How was that?
Pride:……..I meant about the case? *insert classic confused pride look*
Chris: Oh right. Naw, not got anything else yet King. Sorry. But I do think that I jus’ took the lead of our contest!
Pride: *do I dare ask him?*
Tammy: Oh yea? *skillfully burps the whole alphabet backwards*
Chris: Awh man! Gregorio always wins in our competitions!
Sebastian: Well at least you didn’t fail and feel lightheaded at the third one!
Pride: Has…anyone been doing any work?
Tammy: Sure! I got something. (walks into kitchen also, with findings)
Reading the findings and giving them another skeptical-dad-look he heads out to the courtyard for a, hopefully more normal, conversation with Patton.
Chris: Well I bet I can write faster than anyone else! And have it still be readable!
Tammy: Pffft, yeah right knucklehead!
Chris: Awh come on Gregorio, I’ve seen you’re worst handwriting! And your regular handwriting ain’t that much better.
Sebastian: Count me out, I can’t write under pressure.
Pride: *sigh* (think I’ll stay with Patton for a while an’ sneak out the back…)