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He was a cobra, ready to strike.

He was a panther, stalking his prey.

He was an eagle, swooping down on an unsuspecting target.

He was Danny Jones, and Harry Judd was going to get it in the-

"AAAAARGH! HARRY THAT WAS MY EYE!"

Danny stood in Tom's back garden, sopping wet and fuming. He stared angrily after Harry then cocked his water gun and sprinted off after him. Dougie came galloping out of a bush, yelling his head off; Tom launched after him and floored him, instantly aiming his water gun down Dougie's trousers and firing for all he was worth.

This was it; the ultimate fight. Flones vs. Pudd. Tom and Danny against Harry and Dougie in the war of the century, held in the Lands of Fletcher.

Danny grinned quickly then carried on after Harry; he charged in to the house, swerving past Giovanna, ducking under Izzy's legs and jumping over Georgia, who was stroking Marvin on the floor. He catapulted over the kitchen table, heedless to the girls' shrieks, and stormed his way through Tom's house- up three fights of stairs, in to the music room, down three flights of stairs, in to the living room, up one flight of stairs, in to the master bedroom, down one flight of stairs and back to the kitchen.

"Hey, just by the by," He panted, leaning against the door and grinning at the three girls watching him sceptically. "Where's Harry?"

"NYAAAAAAAAH-" A Harry- shaped figure flew over Danny's left shoulder and crashed in to the counter; the girls shrieked and ducked for cover. "Damnit." Harry grumbled, shaking himself off. "Missed him." He looked up, met Danny's gaze, and gulped as Danny grinned.

Not a second later, Danny was chasing him back out of the house, yelling at the top of his lungs. As the two vaulted past Tom lying on the floor and Dougie running away, he heard Tom screaming his name.

"FRECKLE FACE! COME IN FRECKLE FACE! WE HAVE A CODE RED, I REPEAT, A CODE RED. THE EGG HAS FLOWN THE COOP, THE EGG HAS FLOWN THE COOP-"

"EGG!" Harry bellowed at the top of his lungs. "COME IN, EGG! URGENT ASSISTANCE NEEDED, I HAVE FRECKLES ON MY TAIL. OVER-"

"BIG CHIN!" Danny screeched. "I HAVE BIG NOSE IN SIGHT! I HAVE BIG NOSE IN SIGHT! BIG CHIN, DO YOU HEAR ME? I HAVE-"

At this point, Dougie appeared seemingly out of nowhere; he threw himself on to Danny, who, in turn, whacked him around the head with his water gun. Harry turned and jumped on the top; it only took a second, but Tom was there too. He attempted belly flopping Harry but missed, landing on the ground with a muffled 'thwump'.

Then ensued a round of (extremely loud and water aided) fisticuffs.

Just as it was getting to the point where Tom was in danger of blowing a blood vessel and Dougie was screeching his head off at the bottom of the pile, Giovanna appeared, placing a plate of cookies ten feet away and walking away again.

Her, Izzy and Georgia watched from the (locked) kitchen window as the boys froze, watching the cookies, and then toppled over in an attempt to gain their prize.

Ten minutes later, the four sat, cross legged, on the ground, munching their rewards; Dougie had a bruise on the side of his head, Danny had a black eyes, Harry a split lip and Tom a twisted ankle. All were soaked.

"We won." Dougie stated suddenly.

Danny was quick to retaliate. "Bull fucking shit, we won."

"To be honest," Tom said as they began to argue, "I'm just eating cookies, y'know?"

They all looked at him, then nodded.

"Yeah." Said Danny.

"Yup." Said Harry.

Dougie was silent, then:

"But still... we won."

"Want a rematch?"

"Bring it."