"Come on, Kid, you can't just attack a girl and then keep your shut on why you did it!" Tony demanded. They'd been arguing back and forth for awhile now, and Tony had set Wilbur down ages ago(he'd been holding the back of his shirt so he was well off the ground).
"Stop calling me kid! I'm, like, fourteen! I'm as tall as you!"
"Please, height and age don't make a teen. You attacked poor Violet!"
By this time, Violet didn't even care that she'd nearly been killed by some lunatic with funky hair plowing into her at break neck speed. She was, frankly bored. But also seething. She and Tony were bound to get somewhere today at this park and this stupid guy decided to throw himself at her just when things were leaning in her favor. Even fate hated her guts.
She sighed and stood up from her place on the grass where she'd been watching their banter for a majority of the time. "Yeah, look, guys. As...exciting as this, I really should go. It's almost sun down, my mom's probably gonna ring my neck or something so..."
"Oh. Oh, I'm sorry, Vy." Tony apologized, realizing how little attention he'd been paying her since Wilbur made the scene. "Do you want me to walk you home or something?"
"No, it's all-"
"I'll walk you home!" Wilbur interjected, causing a silence that could only be described as lethal.
Violet sighed, completely annoyed and just wanting a break from all this nonsense she began, "Mm-hm. Yes, well. Sorry, William or Willis or-"
"Wilbur."
"Right." Violet rolled her eyes. "As delightful as you escorting me home sounds, you caused me to see my life flash before my eyes, so I can safely say I wouldn't even trust you within five feet of me."
"Me? ME?" Wilbur stood up, fists clenched and eyes swimming with pain. "If you should be scared of anyone it should be HIM!" He jabbed a finger at Tony who immediately became defensive and angry.
"She should fear me? Yeah, right! You're the one that crushed her into the ground, Antenna Skull!"
Wilbur glared daggers through Tony. "For your information, this is a family trait!" Wilbur motioned to his pointed hair. "And where I come from, it's something to be proud of!"
"Guys, oh my god! You can chat more tomorrow or something, but I'd like to leave here knowing neither of you will be a dead body disposed of in those bushes by time I reach my house!"
Tony let a warm grin slip across his face. "You're right, Vy. Sorry." He turned to Wilbur and extended his hand, making it look like it took all his strangth to smile at him too. "Truce?"
It took Wilbur a moment, but he finally shook Tony's hand and mumbled an angry, "For now."
Violet nodded happily at the minescule, but obvious progress. "All right. Good. Well, check you guys later." She pulled a flirtatious smirk, looked to Tony and said with all her courage, "See you around, Tony."
He pulled a sly grin and, with a wink, replied, "You too, Vy."
Wilbur pretended to barf.