Disclaimer: I don't own Victorious, or Scott Pilgrim, but both have inspired me to write this story. I gain nothing but practice writing, and the knowledge that potentially dozen of people are enjoying it.

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G-Man looked across the table at his people. "He says he has it. Lets see how well this Danny can handle business. And Maddie, call a contractor. We're going to be putting in a mirrored picture window, or maybe glass bricks, whatever, we're going to have to fix the Green Room of the Random club." Gideon tried his evil laugh, but everyone agreed it rarely worked when discussing architectural improvements.

Back at the Random club, Andre had walked Robbie back in and grabbed a table. Sam was taking a nap in the green room, and one of the staff was on an Inside Out run to help her recharge. No one wanted to upset her. Besides, they wanted the return of the cheap meat buffet. But for Andre and Robbie, this was the time for them to talk.

"Rob, I came to warn you." The musician said. "Rumor is, someone's promising to take you out, just to win the G-Man's favor."

"I'd believe that." Robbie confirmed. "I talked with Beck. I think he's scared, feeling trapped, trying to protect people as things spin out of control. He realizes that Jade can't take over Lucas Lee's movie as long as Gideon Gordon Graves is in the way, and I think he's scared that she'll do something stupid to stop the G-Man."

"Gideon isn't afraid of Jade." Andre said. "He thinks Beck can handle her. It's you he's scared of. He's afraid you'll figure out his weakness and then he'll lose everything. The fact that you're responsible for putting three of his enforcers in intensive care doesn't help, even if you never threw a punch. No, he's scared of you, and that makes him more dangerous." Andre stopped at the growing smile on the nerdy boys face. "What?"

He never got an answer. Instead, a tall, handsome boy pulled Robbie from the table and punched him in the gut. The nerd went down, but was more used to beatings than anticipated, and so was already struggling to his feat when another boy walked up to the table, "Danny." Robbie gasped out.

Andre was on his feet, ready to engage. But there were two opponents. He looked to each of the boys who'd, at one time or another, dated Cat. At least Tug wasn't there. That guy was BIG. "Sorry, but other than your obsession with Blue eye'd blonds, I don't remember much about you." He said to the other boy.

"Evan smith, and I'm here to get that jewfro boy for deliberately deceiving me about Cat's hair and eye color. She could have been a friend, and instead I thought she was the one. Now, thanks to Danial here, I know he was deliberately deceiving me, and he needs to pay." Someone had been working to rile this guy up.

Robbie struggled to his feet, using the moment gained by Evan's soliloquy. This time, he'd have to fight. "Danny's MINE!" came from his lips, momentarily surprising himself.

"Fine by me." Andre said. "I'll just beat this Nazi lover down." Looking at Evan "What? You love only blue eyed blonds, just like the Nazi's."

With that, it seemed the fight was going to start. The ethereal bell sounded, and the VS appeared, along with the words "Tag team battle I." The Voice said "Fight."

Robbie was distracted for a second. "What do you mean, one?" Then Danial tackled him. Robbie took two shots to the face before he was able to roll, grabbing the legs of his opponent and rolling them both so that he was on top. Robbie doubted he could win in a battle of raw strength, so he got up and positioned himself to receive the next attack while wracking his brain for anything from his stage fighting class that could help.

Andre, meanwhile, was mixing it up with another boxer. The circled, throwing jabs to find some kind of weakness before opening up with the heavy punches. Evan was solid in his defense, and Andre suspected he'd have a hard time winning if this was just about punches. But Andre was more versicle than that, he knew a bit about wrestling. As soon as he could, he closed distance, only to be met by a suplex like throw. Andre felt his back slam into the floor, but somehow felt like he'd just gained an advantage. Knowing what your opponent can do can help plan a fight.

Besides, he was also a trained stage fighter, and after taking the fall flat on his back, just rolled through the impact. He grabbed Evan's arm, pulling the other boy off balance. Evan tried to pull his arm back, trying to avoid leaving the limb exposed. Andre shifted his body, standing up as he did it, and sent the other tumbling though the table.

Robbie had given Danial space, and the other boy simply charged, looking for a take down. Robbie didn't let him, instead trying to redirect the boy into something solid. Danial shifted, throwing punches wildly. Robbie used the table to keep them apart as he shifted his position. 'This is a tag team bout.' he reminded himself. He acted scared, goading Danial into charging. But this time, Robbie dropped, letting his opponent run over him. Danny wasn't ready for that move, so couldn't shift his momentum as the nerdy boy extended his legs, using them as a fulcrum, throwing the other. Danial went flying, towards a poor and painful landing.

Andre saw the movement Robbie was doing, and quickly shifted his own moves. Evan had landed hard on the edge of a table, but bounced back quickly. He moved cautiously, circling Andre again. He didn't see Robbie, nor how the boy dropped, just Andre's rushing him like a football player. Evan was able to throw the musician, but not before he was in position. Danny slammed into his side, and Evan went down. Evan popped up a second later, but Andre was up again, and in position. The musician threw several hard uppercuts, each shot leading to the next. Evan was rocked, unable to respond.

Danny staggered to his feet, and Robbie smiled at him. "Sorry Danny, but your not my problem any more." With that, he shifted down, letting his body take out Evan's knee's as the blond enthusiast was starting to build his defense for Andre's onslaught. Evan dropped once more, and Robbie straddled him, throwing everything he had at the boy's handsome face. "You were luckier than cheese, to have Cat for even a moment. You have no idea what you just threw away." Robbie let Evan have everything, the disappointment he'd always felt from his father, the frustration he'd lived with over the way girls treated him, the fear that had him hiding behind a puppet, a puppet he had insult him first so no one else would feel the need to point out his many flaws. Even the rejection he'd felt from nearly every female he'd ever dealt with, including his own mother, found it's way into Robbie's fists and poured down on Evan.

Andre saw this, and used the distraction to engage Danny. The fight was coming to an end. Andre tackled the boy, pushing him into the wall, then unloaded multiple body blows leading up to a hay-maker that dropped the schemer. The silence overtook the room.

Andre listened for the sirens in the distance. He knew that the police would be on their way soon, and suspected he didn't want to be there when they did. He needed to grab Sam, Robbie, and any hints they'd been there, and get someplace safe. Somewhere where they could have their wounds tended, and they could think. "G-Mans not gonna be happy when he finds out about this." The musician said. He heard no response, save the sound of tears.

Looking over at where Evan was laying, he saw Robbie still straddling the boy, crying so hard that the nerd wasn't even aware his hands were bleeding. Silence had overcome the club, save for the sounds of Robbie's tears. Then the silence was broken by that ethereal voice.

"Winners!"

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I felt that this was the best way to end the chapter. Whop thinks Robbie feels like a winner?