(Levi) I'll try not to... (Coach) Okay, let's pick teams for dodgeball. Hmmm....Spitfire and Tempo can be captains. (Levi) 0_o Oh dear god... (Coach) Spitfire, first pick or next two? (Spitfire) Next two. (Coach) Okay...Tempo, first pick?
(Spitfire) I'll take Soarin and Fleetfoot. (Levi) 0_o -Inner monologue: I'm dead I'm dead I'm dead I'm dead!-
(Levi) Thank you, Tempo! *goes up with Tempo's team* (Spitfire) Dangit! -Inner monologue: There goes my chance to push that wimp around. Time to go to Plan B.-
(tempo's team goes along with the tactic but Lone gets knocked out. Eventually Spitfire's team only has a couple of balls left with tempo's team having the upper hand in firepower and Spitfire's in man power.)
-Eventually, it's down to Levi vs. Spitfire, with all balls on Spitfire's side of the court- (Levi) 0_o
(Spitfire) *devilish grin* *chucks the ball so fast, it hits Levi's face, and breaks his glasses* (Coach) *blows whistle* Hit in the face, Spitfire is out. Tempo's team wins. (Spitfire) Still worth it.
(Levi) *both hands are covering my face* *clenches teeth together to keep from screaming* GNNNNNNNNNNNNNHHHH!!!!!