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"...You wanna try?" was all Charlie could ask before he Arnold began powering up...
"STOP IT! NOW! PLEASE!" cried Rocky futilely.
*ZOOM*
*ZOOM*
But it was too late—both Pandora entered of Accel and Tempest Turns. Charlie manifested four copies of himself to attack Arnold, but Arnold struck each and every one of them down in blazing fast speed. Arnold and his copy attacked Charlie from both sides, only for the Young Tempest Phoenix to jump back and narrowly avoid the attack.
"ARGH! I'LL KILL YOU! ACCEL-TEMPEST!" shouted Arnold.
"NOT BEFORE I KILL YOU FIRST! BEETHOVEN'S MOONLIGHT SONATA!" screamed Charlie.
Both boys charged forth to—
"THAT'S ENOUGH!"
*ZOOM*
All of a sudden, Satellite jumped in-between both Pandora, stopping them in their tracks.
"W-What are you doing, Untouchable King?" asked Arnold furiously. "Stand aside! NOW!"
"NO! I won't let you wankers take this out of hand any longer! Not after Alessandro's incident!"
"I don't think you even knew about it. You have NO idea what Charlie did to him?! And yet, he only got 48 fucking hours of isolation! WHAT?"! All because he's a member of Platoon 13? BULLSHIT! If Genetics can't punish him properly, I WILL! I'LL MAKE HIM FEEL THE SAME PAIN HE GAVE TO HIM!" Arnold then held his scythe in front of the Pandora punk's neck. "Now stand aside, or I'll cut your throat!"
"Haven't you forgotten something, Mr. L. Bridget?" asked Charlie from behind the Untouchable King. "I thought you said you'd 'never turn on [your] comrades'. Anyway, I knew you couldn't keep your promise. NOW MOVE!"
*SMACK*
Charlie elbowed Satellite out of his way.
"LITE-SENPAI!" Kazuha desperately rushed over to her partner's side to help him back up.
With Satellite out of the way, the two combating Pandora charged at each other to—
*SMACK*
*SMACK*
Suddenly, they were both knocked back and down to the ground, just as they got close to each other.
The shocked spectators gasped as they got a glimpse of who it was...
"ARGH! Who the hell are you?!" Charlie screamed as he got up.
"Tommy! What do you think you're doing?!" Arnold yelled as he got up as well.
"Like Satellite said: that's enough!" said Tommy coldly.
"BUT THAT SON-OF-A-BITCH STARTED EVERYTHING WHEN HE—"
"He's trying to provoke you, and THAT is why I came to stop this petty little squabble. *SIGH* I'm perfectly aware of Genetics' decision, so I will let this go for now, but listen carefully, you two—as well as the rest of Platoon 13: from now on, all unconsidered actions...will have a price to be paid! IS THAT CLEAR!"
"No, YOU listen, motherf—MRPH!"
"YES! WE ABSOLUTELY UNDERSTAND!" Arnold quickly said as he covered Charlie's mouth shut to prevent the situation from getting worse. "WE ARE TERRIBLY SORRY! I GUESS WE SPENT NIGHT LOOKING UP EACH OTHER'S ASSHOLES THAT WE COULDN'T THINK STRAIGHT!"
"MMM! MMM MM MM! M MMM MMMMMMM MMMMM!" Charlie shouted.
"...Good..." And with that, Toomy walked away, leaving Platoon 13 all by themselves.
"Arnold! Are you okay?" Satellite reached his hand out to—
*SWAT*
Arnold swatted the Pandora punk's hand away and snarled, "Don't get in my again, Satellite...!"
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