“C’mon, brother! Fight me! Fight me!” A 20 foot tall dark purple crab with a black shell called out, eager to have a fight.
The 50 foot tall black crab with the beige, black, and light red shell covered in plant life woke up from his slumber, muttering to himself. “Oh no… here we go again…”
“C’mon, Tupu! You promised that you’ll help me get stronger!”
The smaller crab pushed Tupu’s side as roughly as possible.
“Okay, I’m up! Settle down, Kore.”
“Yes! I’ll be King of Lalotai in no time!” Harakore cheered, clacking his claws together in glee.
“In yer dreams, kid. You think you could take on an eel or the toughest crab out there?” Tupu smirked teasingly.
“Well, I’ll try and with your help, I’ll rise to the top and we rule Lalotai together. We’ll be livin’ the high-life! Just you wait, big brother!”
Tupu rolled his eyes. It’s times like these that made Tupu wonder if he had a younger sister instead. Wouldn’t life be easier? For now, he’ll just go with the flow and make Harakore happy. Plus, he needed a work out for the next mating season.