Thad: “fight me N!!!”
N: “i’m-….i’m sorry?”
Thad: “fight me! You fight V all the time!”
N: “oh no no no! Thats sparring! If we were really fighting I would be getting my ass handed to me”
Thad: “I wana sparr like a disassembly drone!!!”
N: “I don’t think thats a good idea. We arent exactly….made the same”
Thad: “so!? Come on! I can take it! I play football!”
N: “uhhh ookkayyyyy….ready?”
Thad: “YEA YEA!”
N lunges at Thad, places a hand directly in the middle of his chest and pushes him down to the ground with one hell of a snarl that rumbles deep in his chest. Thad goes crashing to the floor backwards. He holds up his arms in a protective manor as N pulls his fist back.
Thad: “NO NO NO WAIT WAIT WAIT!!!”
N: “you said you were ready!”
Thad: “yea gonna be honest it was a HELL of a lot different when your IN the situation in person”
