"I said I'm fine, okay!?"
"T.K.O., you are not fine!"
Their first fight as friends. T.K.O. had come to school with a black eye and a long sleeved shirt with a red star spray painted on it. The wiccan symbol of protection. Dendy had noticed he was not in his usual attire and when she went to see him, saw his swollen eye. When she questioned it, he flinched before trying to cover it up, saying that he was fine.
"I just got this from fighting, okay?"
"No! Not okay! T.K.O., you are my friend. I want to make sure that you are healthy! Not getting hurt and trying to not take care of yourself!"
T.K.O. was surprised. Dendy had become his first friend, so he clearly still was not used to her presence, and her will to take care of him. He looked away, trying to find his words. "Chameleon Jr." He growled.
"What?" Dendy asked.
"I got in a fight with Chameleon Jr. and his gang. I ended up getting punched in the face."
Dendy felt her heart slightly break. T.K.O. was her first friend too, so of course she'd have a feeling to want to bond and take care of him. "But why would you fight them all?"
"Chameleon Jr. was makin' fun of me. I couldn't decide what I wanted for lunch so he starts calling me slow! And of course, I'm not slow! So while he was laughin' I punched him in the jaw! Hid buddies didn't like that, so they start punching me on my arm. 'Course, I was able to take care of them better than they were able to hurt me."
"But you still got hurt." Dendy sighed.
"Well…only a few bruises on my arms."
"And your black eye."
T.K.O. sighed. "Yeah and…Yeah, my eye." He covered it gingerly.
Dendy thought for a moment. "I do have a first aid kit in my hack pack. We can use it to patch you up at the very least."
T.K.O. eyed her cautiously, as if not sure whether to trust Dendy or not.
"Here, let me see your arm." Dendy tried to grab T.K.O.'s wrist before he tore it away. Looking at his arm, then back to her, he looked back and rolled up his sleeve, revealing bruises along it. Different sizes, colors, and pain as Dendy gingerly touched a few and saw him flinch. She brought out some gauze bandages and pain relief cream. Softly, she rubbed it into his skin and began to wrap up his arm. "Does your dad know about the fight?"
T.K.O. gulped roughly. "Uh…yeah."
"Why didn't he take care of it?"
"Uhm…h-he told me 'Pain leads to discipline,' and 'take care of those yourself, cause in this world no one's gonna help you.'"
Dendy frowned at this. "I'll help you T.K.O." She told him. "Even if you're a villain, and I'm a hero. I'll be there for you."
T.K.O.'s eyes widened at this information. Who knew friends could help so much?