In this story, one cat near and dear to all of our hearts goes out and learns important lessons, like friendship, patience, kindness, and how to defeat all enemies! Ha HA!
A day in the ring. The sweat, the exhilaration, and the rush and roar of the crowd... all combining to create an experience like no other. You can just feel the anticipation in the air as your opponent waits to be beaten to a pulp...
... and you wait to deliver the beating...
A sudden hush in the crowd breaks you from your stupor, and you watch, just holding back until the bell rings.
It does, and now is the time when you analyze him, picking him apart.
A feign to the left doesn't trick him. Hmm. You tell yourself that they wouldn't have let him through if he was a beginner, would they? No. Seriously. Would they?
There is no time to contemplate mere things such as this! Now, instead of continuing to circle him (which would bore your paying audience), you step up and deliver two quick jabs to the eyes, to which he responds by throwing you away from him.
"Chairman, what the-"
But you cut him off mid-sentence with a punch to the jugular.
The ring is no place for talking sissies. You proceed to tell him this.
"Yes yes, MEOW to you too, but I just gave you lunch, silly-"
The NERVE! THE insolENCE! IT'S TIME TO SHOW THIS BLUE-EYED WEIRDO WHAT THE GREAT Meow THINKS OF HIM!
With this, you leave a but-cake in his lap.
"GUUUJAHHHHH!" blue eyes says, as he jumps up and away, fleeing the scene, and pronouncing your victory.
Later that day, you can hear him on the ringer telling the colorful Food Bringer about your stunning and inevitable victory, and what do you do in response?
Is it even a question?
You laugh at him!