@inthcfinal >:V
He’s literally about to take the situation in his hands - or rather his guards, just to throw them aside with little to no kindness, when the Beanish’ words reach them. Silence falls.
One seconds... two...
“Who the HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!” ...and then the king’s roar interrupts it, flames fueled by even more hatred slipping through his sharp teeth as he starts to growl, hardly taken back by the poor Koopas. He’s sincerely tempted to actually stay there, just to not give that satisfaction to Fawful. You want me to come by? Bah! You’re not worth even being looked at, you ugly little weirdo!
...but it doesn’t take much to realize that, in any case, hed give him another reason to tease. Wether he came closer or stood back, Fawful would’ve laughed at him, using his pride or his so-called fear to belittle him in front of his minions. So, well. Might as well actually move the Koopas aside - just as we said, with not exactly what we could call grace - and stomp right in front of the Beanish, hands closed in the bars so strongly he could feel them dent under his grip.
“Now listen to me - and listen CLOSELY, you pathetic little whimp!” the growls goes on, even more flames evading the king’s muzzle in the process “I’m not going to stay here and just let you do whatever you please! You want me to step in and deal with you right now? YOU HAVE SO MUCH HURRY TO BE SERVED FOR BREAKFAST ON A FREAKIN’ TOAST?!”
