Ahune was eating his daily cold breakfast. As he drank his iced coffee, he heard a knocking on the door. He moved over and looked into the peephole. He jumped back.
"RAGNAROS!" he thought.
He always dreamed of coming face-to-face with Ragnaros, but now it was actually happening. He mustered as much confidence he could and opened the door.
"HELLO RAGNAROS, I WASN'T EXPECTING YOU HERE," indignantly remarked Ahune.
"YOU MUST BE THE INSECT, AHUNE!" Ragnaros replied.
Ahune flinched. He wasn't used to being called insect before.
"INSECT? I'M AN ELEMENTAL LORD, JUST LIKE YOU!"
"BUT YOU AREN'T AN ELEMENTAL LORD LIKE ME!"
Ragnaros puffed his chest as he was saying this.
"ANYWAYS," Ragnaros continued, "I NOTICED YOU HELD SOME ANIMOSITY TOWARDS ME, INSECT. CARE TO EXPLAIN?"
Ahune's heart fluttered. He could finally use his introduction that he rehearsed for so long!
"WELL, I, AHUNE, ENLISTED AND CREATED FROM THE ELEMENTAL LORD OF WATER, NEPTULON, TO BATTLE YOU AND TO WIN POWER FOR THE RIGHTFUL ELEMENTS OF WATER!"
At this point, Ragnaros was giggling.
"HEY, I'M MAKING A SPEECH!" Ahune protested.
This only made Ragnaros laugh harder.
"RAGNAROS? RAGNAROS! LISTEN TO ME!"
He was guffawing by now.
"RAGNAROS! AS YOUR RIVAL, AHUNE, LORD OF FROST, I DEMAND YOU TO STO-"
Ragnaros's hand was on Ahune's shoulder.
"INSECT, I APPRECIATE YOUR FUTILE EFFORTS," he paused as he wiped a lava tear from his eye, "BUT YOU'LL NEVER BEAT ME, RAGNAROS THE FIRELORD."
As he turned to leave, Ahune stammered, "WAIT, YOU AREN'T GOING TO STOP MY FESTIVAL?"
"THAT THING? YOU'D BE AN INSECT IF YOU THOUGHT THAT COULD BEAT MY FESTIVAL."
Ahune kept yelling as Ragnaros walked away, but Rag ignored him and soon disappeared over the horizon.