"WEAKLING! WEAKLING! WEAKLING, WEAKLING, WEAKLING!"

Brandon continued his outburst, getting louder with each word.

"And here I was thinking you were strong, respectable young men and here you were getting excited by such WORTHLESS equipment!"

"B-B-B-Brandon you have to q-quiet down, what if the others h-h-hear you" Will's eyes dart to the door, his face blushes from being caught partaking in such a lewd act.

"What do you mean worthless!" Emmett yells, angered by Brandon's comment.

"What else could it mean? That, thing, is but an iPad Mini! The device made for the lowest level of peasant who cannot even dream of the beauty which is my iPad!" Brandon boasts, puffing his chest out like the alpha male that he is.

A stare of anger and hatred is thrown at Brandon from Emmett.

"G-guys stop! There is no need for this, we all have iPads. Why can't we just make up, ha ha" Will was rushing his words, flustered by the hateful aura in the room.

"HA. HA. HAHAHA! You think those pitiful excuses for electronic devices are on the same level as MINE!? I was wrong about you in many more ways than I feared. I thought you would understand the glory and beauty that is my iPad!" Brandon held his iPad high, the Apple logo glimmering in the light.

"You think our iPads are pitiful huh? Then why don't you prove your superiority?" Emmett was annoyed. His arms crossed in doubt.

"Are you challenging me, Brandon, to an iDuel? A gentleman such as myself could never say no! But what be the rules?" Brandon questioned with a hint of sarcasm.

They both turned to face Will, still red faced and teary eyed, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"M-m-me?! I don't think I can go again!" Will waved his hands in protest and shook his head violently. His face is as red as a tomato.

Brandon and Emmett closed in on Will grinning about the events to ensue.