Dean was shaken, but he walked forward and stood between Max and
Ricky, "Now, don't fight each other, and go our seperate ways. Even
if your seperate ways include kicking me in the crotch. I'm just
hoping that we can all just stop fighting."
Dean frowned, he ran forward, and grabbed Max's arm, "Stop
fighting! Remember what happened before Melissa died? A fight.
Remember what happened before Erin died? A fight. What do you think
will happen if we come into a physical confrontation?"
Max gave it a two second's thought, before kicking Dean in the
groin. "Stay put, and stop bothering me, okay?" Max told him icily.
Then he turned to Ricky. "Shall we?"
Some people need a high five. In the face. With a chair. Made of
steel. Covered in acid. On fire. Three times.
Max went back three steps. "That's better." He kicked Ricky in the
shin, hard. "Maybe if you used that strength of yours to help us,"
Max started, punching Ricky in the ribs, "Then we could be better
off."
Some people need a high five. In the face. With a chair. Made of
steel. Covered in acid. On fire. Three times.
Max dashed out of the way. "You could've crushed us under the
firewood." He stated, aiming a high kick at Ricky's shoulder. "If
you got the wood properly, we couldn't possibly have been crushed."
He punched Ricky in the jaw. "But you didn't."
Some people need a high five. In the face. With a chair. Made of
steel. Covered in acid. On fire. Three times.
Max's head whipped to the side from that blow, but murderous rage
was on his face now. "Excuse me?" Max said. "Don't make me kill
you, I don't actually want to do that." He then kicked Ricky in his
left side as hard as he could. "Talk about my sister like that
again, and I'll be kicking the side of your neck next."
Some people need a high five. In the face. With a chair. Made of
steel. Covered in acid. On fire. Three times.
Max rolled out of the way of the kick, jumped, and kicked Ricky in
the side of his head, knocking him down hard. Then Max got back up,
nearly unharmed. "Hey, in boxing, they called me Mountain Max.
Nothing could make me flinch. Good job on knocking me down, you're
the first to do so."
Some people need a high five. In the face. With a chair. Made of
steel. Covered in acid. On fire. Three times.