Disclaimer: To answer the question I got in a recent review, some of the stuff I plan to cover would probably lead more towards an M rating. Think of stuff like South Park and Bojack Horseman.

Quick warning that I started writing this chapter when I got a bad headache. So if the beginning sounds off to you, that's why.

Also, I don't own any Disney characters.

Walton View

Season One Episode Seven: Not So Brotherly Fighting

Scamp was currently on the playground with Oliver and Angel, and Scamp was practicing his basketball skills by shooting a three pointer. The ball went into the hoop, and Scamp was more than happy with the results. "Yes! Three points!" Oliver was writing down some song lyrics for Lucky in a new journal as he watched Scamp and Angel practice. "Soon enough, I'll be able to pull them off while running!"

"Just in time for the play offs too." Angel added, and then she saw Oliver sitting by himself. Not wanting him to feel left out, and knowing Scamp didn't either, she hatched an idea. "Hey Oliver! You wanna shoot a hoop or two!?"

Oliver smiled when he got the offer, despite not liking sports that much. He just liked that Scamp and Angel wanted him to feel included. "Yeah, that could be fun."

Oliver walked up to Scamp and Angel as the former handed him in the ball and the latter started giving him advice. "Remember, Oliver. Focus on the hoop, and then shoot with the strength you think will get it there."

"Basically, have control over how much strength you shoot the ball at." Scamp added, just in case he needed more direct context.

Oliver did as the two advised and set his sights on the hoop. He wasn't sure how well he'd do, but he still wanted to give it a go. He just wished he had as much experience shooting baskets as Scamp and Angel did. That made it a little harder to perfect his aim. Still, he took the shot, and when he did, he almost got it in! However, it bounced off the side of the hoop, just as Mooch was shown walking with Two-Tone. "So what, is it supposed to be like, a cheerleader pyramid or something?" the ball bounced off of Mooch's head, making him spill his soda on himself. "Ow!"

Scamp, Oliver, and Angel went over to get the ball with Scamp speaking up about what just happened. "Well, at least you finally got him back for last week's wet willy."

When the trio arrived at the ball, just as Oliver was about to apologize to Mooch for what happened, Mooch cut him off and started demanding to know what happened. "Alright, which one of you losers hit me with that ball!?"

"Please don't be shy. All judgements will be made fair." Two-Tone added, and Angel sensed that she wasn't saying that to be friendly.

Despite knowing Mooch would still be rude about it, Oliver still went through with apologizing. "Sorry, Mooch. I was trying to shoot a basket, but-"

Mooch grabbed Oliver's chest, proving he wasn't about to listen to what he had to say. "So YOU'RE the little shit who tried to make me look stupid just now!"

"No! That's not it at all!" Oliver assured Mooch, shocked that he would even assume that. "Come on, have I ever come across as the spiteful type?"

Scamp grabbed Mooch's paw and looked right at him, his glare one that made it clear he would protect Oliver if he had to. However, Mooch stood his ground, scoffing as he let Oliver go. "Of course he'd need you to protect him. He couldn't hurt a fly even if he wanted to."

Angel was about to reach for her knife, but Oliver stopped her by putting a paw on hers. After he nodded his head no, Angel stopped what she was doing, allowing Oliver to speak up again. "I'm capable of standing up for myself, Mooch. But unlike you, I'm mature enough to avoid picking fights over pride."

Mooch clenched his fists and looked Oliver dead in the eye with Scamp and Angel standing next to him in case Mooch got violent. Knowing he couldn't take them all on, Mooch instead set a time and date to settle this mono a mono. He doubted Scamp and Angel would oblige, but he was too stupid to realize how this could backfire on him. "Meet me after school, Olivia. We're not finished yet." Mooch then headed off with Two-tone holding his arm. "Come on, baby. You can watch me practice."

Scamp, Oliver, and Angel knew Mooch wasn't up for just talking it out. Oliver offered an idea before Scamp and Angel did anything. "Before you two doing anything rash, I have an idea that WON'T lead to a fight."

Oliver's idea was revealed as Mooch spoke to Principal G.P., who was revealed to be telling Mooch the exact story Oliver told him. "And that's why you're in my office."

Mooch groaned in annoyance at how Oliver ratted him out. "Of course Oliver ratted me out! Does he ever leave things between us?"

"When it doesn't involve threatening to beat him up, I'm sure he does." G.P. answered, and then he handed Mooch a pink slip for later that day. "Please make your way to the detention room in five minutes."

Mooch snatched the detention slip and made his way out of the room. "Whatever. Story of my life." Mooch left the office and then stormed off. When he saw no one was watching, he started running, making his way to where Scamp, Oliver, and Angel usually were after school.

Outside, Scamp, Oliver, and Angel were hanging out by the tree Angel sat at while Scamp was talking about his fight with Mooch. "And if he DID challenge me to a fight, I would definitely fight fair. Unless HE started fighting dirty, because then I would get to do that too."

"Why would he have to justify playing dirty?" Angel asked, and then Mooch kicked the door open and set his sights on the trio.

"You!" Mooch ran towards Scamp, Oliver, and Angel, and Scamp stepped in front of him so he didn't hurt Oliver or Angel. "Get out of my way, Damp!"

"Not until you promise you won't hurt Oliver, prove that you mean it, and get his permission to get up close!" Scamp demanded, and then he added something else when he and Mooch looked into each others' eyes. Scamp's voice got more serious as he spoke again. "And.I want it done in that exact order." He then looked to Oliver and Angel for context. "Why is he mad at us again?" Mooch shoved Scamp out of the way, and he ignored his calling out of his shoving. "Hey, no shoving!"

Mooch flipped Scamp off as he started calling Oliver out after making sure no one else was around. "You snitched, like a bitch! And you know what they say about snitches?"

Oliver scooted away from Mooch as he answered his questions. "They get stitches?" Mooch nodded his head yes with Oliver pointing out his poor timing with this. "You came at me, Mooch. And there's no way our dads would be okay with you beating me up."

Angel grabbed Mooch's paw before he started walking forward, and he moved it away before he responded to Oliver's words. "Then let's make it a 'brotherly fighting'. The kind where they DON'T hate each other."

"But we DO hate each other."

"I'm getting to that!"

Mooch then handed Oliver something he wrote down, and when he looked at it, it was a time and place to meet him. The place to meet at was the park, and the time was anywhere in between lunch and dinner. Oliver was confused about this, having never been invited somewhere in this fashion before. "What's this?"

"A place to meet me." Mooch answered, explaining what it was for before he left. "My friends started spreading around the time and place for our fight. You have three days to get ready."

Mooch turned walked off while laughing at how easily he was going to win this fight. Scamp then pointed out the confusing part of 'meeting' him there. "But they live together. They can just go at the same time."

"He probably wants to add to the illusion." Angel said, figuring that Mooch wanted this to feel epic. "Mooch does love making himself seem cool, like most bullies do."

"Yep. He sure does." Oliver added, and his sigh made it clear he was anxious about how things would go down. Scamp, knowing that Mooch wouldn't back down from this anytime soon, decided to prepare Oliver in case he ended up fighting him.

Scamp and Oliver were now in Scamp's backyard, where Scamp was pacing back and force in front of Oliver in a straight line while talking about the potential fight. "Now I've never gotten into a fight before two weeks ago, Oliver. But the one I had with Mooch taught me three things that'll be crucial to your victory."

Oliver decided to indulge Scamp and learn to what these three things were. "This is assuming the fight even happens, but I'll bite. What steps should I keep in mind?"

"I'm glad you asked." Scamp pulled out a whiteboard from the school with a bunch of marker drawings he made on it. He made sure it was balanced before going over to the first thing and pointing to it. "Thing one. Mooch is easy to overpower. If you find a way to make him vulnerable, use it, and you'll get a huge advantage in the fight."

"I think that's the case with most fights." Oliver pointed out, knowing that vulnerability was possible for everyone.

Scamp then went to the second thing, this one doubling as a little something else. "Thing two. Mooch loves to run away from battles he can't win Because he's a bitch."

Oliver couldn't help snorting at Scamp's jab at Mooch. That part was all too true to deny. "He didn't exactly try to retake control when you attacked him."

"Exactly. He just ran after I punched you." Scamp said, and then he quickly addressed that moment again. "Which again, I'm super sorry for." Oliver gestured Scamp that it was fine, and Scamp then went on to thing three. "Thing three. We know some of Mooch's bullying tactics. He just might use them in the fight. So we have to prepare for all the ones we know about. And I just might have a little something to prepare you for all of them."

Oliver thought over all of the things Scamp mentioned, and it was clear he gave this a lot of thought. However, another solution crossed his mind in that moment. "This sounds like it could be easy to pull off. Just one thing though."

"What is it?" Scamp asked, wondering if he'd forgotten something. "Should I have added a thing four?"

"No, three things is fine. It's something else." Oliver assured Scamp, and then he stated what he actually thought of. "Why don't we just tell my dads that Mooch is trying to schedule a fight between us?"

Scamp thought for a moment, not being able to find any flaws with Oliver's plan. He did have one question though. And it was probably gonna be a dumb one. "Can I still get a hot dog?"

"All up to you, buddy." Oliver assured Scamp with a chuckle, seeing that as something else Scamp was hoping for if the fight happened.

Scamp and Oliver were putting the whiteboard Scamp used up against Oliver's couch before looking at Tibbs, who was sitting in the chair next to it. He already had a pretty decent idea about what Scamp and Oliver wanted to tell him. "Let me guess. Mooch wants to fight Oliver, and you wanted to warn me and Colonel before it happened."

"That's basically the long and short of it." Oliver confirmed. "I'm still trying to figure out how he expected to hide this from you."

Scamp also pulled up the whiteboard from behind the couch now that he and Oliver were sitting on it. "Also, I stole your whiteboard to give Oliver fighting Mooch advice."

Tibbs gave a sigh, knowing it would be trouble to get that back. "Colonel and I will find a way to return it." Tibbs took a sip of his tea before setting the cup down and coming up with a solution. "We'll also be sure to talk to Mooch about his attempt to start a public fight with you, Oliver." He then expressed annoyance towards Mooch's behavior. "I love you both, but Mooch just never seems to learn."

Oliver showed a sense of discomfort with how Mooch was always mistreating him. He wished he knew why he always targeted him. "Why do you think he always picks on me, dad? I didn't even do anything to hurt him."

"He's probably just jealous. Even after we told him you wouldn't replace him." Tibbs answered, and then he stood up and headed off to the kitchen. "Anyway, I'm going to go get started on dinner." He gave Oliver a hug before continuing his way there. "You two can play some more if you want. Scamp, don't worry about the whiteboard. As I said, Colonel and I will handle it."

Scamp and Oliver headed out of the house with Scamp stopping Oliver as they headed down the steps. "Look, Oliver. I know you don't want to fight Mooch, but I know he's not gonna give up on making this fight happen."

"He's a persistent one, that's for sure." Oliver admitted, and he then caught onto Scamp's idea. "You're not suggesting I actually fight him, are you?"

"No, but he'll probably find a way to make it happen anyway." Scamp said, elaborating on his plan to make sure Oliver was ready. "And just in case, I think we should at least prepare you for if he pulls that off." Oliver looked skeptical, so Scamp continued with his point. "And if you get stronger, you can stop him from picking on you ever again. If you can at least put up a fight, then maybe he'll finally stop."

Oliver thought about Scamp's point before he decided. It was pretty tempting. And telling on Mooch the first time didn't work. Maybe this would be useful if Mooch kept going. "Okay, but I'll only fight him if I have to."

"That's the plan!" Scamp assured Oliver, and the two fist bumped before heading off. "Let's get started!"

Upbeat rock music played as Scamp gave Oliver a step by step basis to help him take on Mooch through a montage. They started off with Scamp holding up a mattress for Oliver to punch, and a voice played over the montage to sing Collate. For those who don't know, that's another word for montage. "You've got it right! We're gonna stand and fight!" Oliver clenched his fist and punched the mattress, but the impact wasn't very strong. Scamp encouraged him to go again, and despite the poor results, he kept going. "And this is our training collage!"

The next part of the montage showed Oliver running around Scamp's backyard, which he struggled to do at first. "We can't back down! We won't let them make us frown! We'll prove that with our collage!"

Oliver wasn't used to running, which he made clear as he kept running and passed Scamp, who was setting a time for him. "I! Hate! Running!"

The next part of the montage had Oliver trying to take advantage of an opening on Scamp as he pinned him to the ground; that being grabbing his ear and blowing into it. "We have to prepare for the chance that we fight!" However, he couldn't muster up the strength to overpower Scamp well enough to lift him up and grab his ear. "I don't want to, but if I must, I'll try with all my might!"

Then, Lady was bringing out some cheese and crackers for Scamp and Oliver, which they thanked her for before eating. "Preferably not on an empty stomach as Scamp would say!" While eating, Scamp and Oliver discussed more training methods. One in particular made Oliver concerned. "If it comes, I'll be ready for the day!"

The next part of the montage showed Tramp standing in front of Oliver with his vibrating butt pointed out while farting...

HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...

...During this, Scamp was timing Oliver, who questioned what Scamp was doing this for as his eyes watered, leaving him to cough and gag as a result of the yellow eggy cloud. "Why is this a part of the training again!?"

"Mooch likes to fart on his victims sometimes!" Scamp reminded Oliver.

"Oh, right!" Oliver then looked up at Tramp to see how he was doing. "How am I doing, Mr. Wolf!?"

"Just Tramp is fine! And you're doing great, kid!" Tramp praised, and then Scamp looked at the timer and saw that Tramp had been farting on Oliver for ten minutes straight now. The fact that Oliver hadn't fainted yet made him confident he could handle any farts Mooch threw at him. Even if it covered the area around the cul de sac. And ruined Lady's flower garden...

HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...

...Tramp farted for twelve minutes straight, and Oliver didn't faint despite the temptations.

The next part of the montage, which happened while Tramp apologized to Lady for disturbing the cul de sac, involved Oliver punching the mattress again, now in Scamp's room. Oliver was making better progress than he did before, and was now going for better areas to strike in. "Hope he'll stop picking on me! Guess we'll have to see! After our training collage!"

Scamp then heard Lady call something from the hallway that caused him to start hiding under his bed while dropping the mattress. "Now we're faced with the wrath! The wrath of a bath!" Oliver looked under Scamp's bed to check on him, and he signaled Oliver to not rat him out. "That's not part of our training collage!"

Oliver was then sleeping in his bed as time shifted from night to day. "What is a part of it is a good night's rest!" When morning hit, Scamp came in with Oliver's breakfast: blueberry pancakes. "My best friend spent the night to help me be the best!" Oliver then did a better job at the ear grabbing thing, blowing into Scamp's ear successfully after grabbing it, which caused Scamp to focus solely on that. "Day by day, I'm getting better!" Scamp pulled him up and hugged him as congratulations. "It's only been one day in real time, but whatever!"

The next part showed Mooch in his room as he watched Scamp training Oliver next door. He made a quick call to Two-Tone after laughing at the situation. "Hey baby. Get this. My stupid brother's trying to get strong enough to one up me in the fight! Like he could even hurt a fly if he wanted to!" Mooch couldn't help laughing before telling Two-Tone something he decided to do for the fight. "You know what? Let's move the fight to today after lunch. Everyone who wants to go should be in the park anyway!"

The last verse of the song played with Oliver doing much better at punching Scamp's mattress than he did at the start. While he didn't send Scamp back, he was able to make a noticeable impact with his punches. Scamp couldn't be prouder of how his best friend has improved. "Let's hope continuity is on my side!" He put the mattress down and gave Oliver a smiling thumbs up, which he returned. "Cause it's kind of bumpy sometimes during the ride!"

Oliver was doing somewhat better at running around Scamp's backyard too. He still hated running, but he was able to handle it a little better than before. "I can settle for a temporary pause!" And once Scamp stopped the timer, he looked at it and saw that Oliver has in fact improved. "And I'm ready to make it happen, after our training collage!" Scamp and Oliver then ran up to each other and did a slow motion jumping hi five to celebrate their victory. The music, and the singing, both stopped in sync with the final lyric being sang. "Our training collage!"

Scamp and Oliver stayed in the air for a few seconds before looking down, leaving Scamp to wonder how long this would last for. "How do we get down?" Oliver shrugged, being new to this whole slow motion stuff himself.

Scamp and Oliver were now in the park with Tramp driving them to the showdown. Near the park, there were dozens of students watching. Two-tone was even selling snacks. She was flirting with one of the boys, giving them a nose kiss to get them to buy more. "Oh, come on, sugar. You can spare a good chunk more than that."

Tramp was also making a phone call as he went over to the playground to watch in secret. "Colonel; Tibbs! Just thought you should know we're at the park now."

Scamp and Oliver saw Angel, Lucky, and Patch and went over to them. After they did, Lucky started excitedly telling them about something he and Angel had planned. "Scamp! Oliver! Perfect timing! You remember that yesterday when I asked you for a list of what you think of Mooch?"

Oliver nodded his head yes, and Patch showed them what looked like a paper of with how he described Mooch on it. "We're counting that as you helping us out with song lyrics and comic strips by the way."

Angel then chimed in, announcing what she and Lucky would be doing before the fight started. "After I told Lucky and Patch about Mooch's fight request, Lucky got the idea to do something huuuuuge to hit that bitch where it hurts." Scamp and Oliver looked intrigued, which pleased Angel and Lucky. "Just wait until you see it. It's gonna be kickass!"

Angel headed off with Lucky and Patch, the latter of whom spoke up for himself, Angel, and Lucky. "Best of luck in the fight, Oliver!"

Scamp and Oliver looked at each other with a desire to see what that was. Scamp especially, as he showed with his inability to stand still. "This is gonna be good! Maybe they're gonna cover him in bird poop. Or play clips of him being a huge dick in school! Whatever it is, I can't wait to see how Mooch's stupid face looks!"

"Lucky and Patch's history with Mooch should mean Lucky's going all out." Oliver added, and then he looked at the area of the park Mooch turned into the fighting arena. He had to question what Mooch was trying to prove. "He hasn't even considered what he'd do if our dads found out about this. Should've expected that."

Scamp decided to check in on Oliver, knowing that there was still a chance he wouldn't wanna do this. Even though they were already at the park. "Oliver, I know we're already here, but you don't have to do this if you don't want to."

"Thanks, Scamp, but that training collage made me feel better about this. I think I have a chance." Oliver assured Scamp, who walked over to the arena with him. "Oh, and remember to only step in when I absolutely feel like I need it. I'll let you know when that is."

Just as Oliver stepped into the arena with Scamp going to get snacks, rap music was heard nearby, catching everyone's attention. They looked to see Lucky and Angel standing on a stage they set up, and it was clear they were ready to throw some shade with the type of music that was playing. It didn't take a detective to figure out that what Lucky and Angel had planned to use on Mooch was a diss track. Even with the lack of creativity in the name, Mooch Sucks, they were ready to roast Mooch to their hearts content.

Angel started them off after letting down a photo of Mooch that said 'I'm a bitch!' on it. "Mooch, you're lucky your name ain't Mitch! Cause if it was, we'd be calling you Mitch the Bitch!"

Lucky chimed in with the next set of lyrics. "You're always looking to pick a fight! But when overpowered, you run into the night!" And then it went in order from Angel to Lucky as the two of them started dancing.

"I'd say I hate to tell you this, but I don't! You think bullying makes you cool, but it won't!"

"All it does is show us that you're insecure! You may be rich, but when it comes to coolness, you're poor!"

Angel and Lucky then started rapping in sync, both of them having an amazing time doing this as Mooch showed anger regarding this diss track. "You're so sad, that's why you go and hurt people for fun! You act so tough, but you're a wimp who's prepared to run! All of your attempts fail! Your ship will never sail! All we hope for is your desperation to one day be done!"

Scamp and Patch couldn't help laughing at this as he returned with his snacks. Oliver did look concerned however, when he saw Mooch's temper rising. "You're so rude, most of us hate your attitude! Seeing your bullying ways puts us into a sour mood! So we'll bet ten bucks! That Mooch O'Malley sucks! And that fact spitting was given in the deluxe!" Lucky and Angel ended by crossing their arms and leaning against each others' backs once the music ended. After the crowd started cheering for them, Lucky and Angel hi pawed to celebrate their success.

Mooch on the other hand wasn't very pleased. In fact, he could barely contain himself from charging at Oliver when he glared at him. His anger was made all the more clearer as he expressed how much more he wanted to do this battle. "You'd better bet your ass I'm gonna kick your ass twice as hard now!?"

"What!? Why are you directing that anger at me!?" Oliver asked, being confused by Mooch's anger rise being aimed at him. "Lucky and Angel were the ones doing that diss track; I didn't even know about it until today!"

"And they were clearly doing it to make YOU look better!" Mooch shouted back, and Dipstick and Whizzer entered the edge of the arena with preparations to begin the battle by ringing a bell Dipstick was holding. "And now, I'm gonna make both of them look even stupider by putting you in the hospital!"

Lucky and Angel started to see the repercussions of their diss track with Patch addressing it to them as they joined him and Scamp in the crowd. "I think your little show increased Oliver's danger rate by just a bit, Lucky."

"It would seem so." Lucky admitted, thinking of something else after he said that. "But he should be okay if he remembers the part about Mooch being a pussy."

"Your exact word was 'bitch'." Patch corrected, and then he shared another fact with them before the fight started. "To be fair though, rap is most well known for it's incredible consistency with putting rhymes together in memorable sync. And it's easier to rhyme with 'bitch' than it is for 'pussy'."

"Guys, Oliver needs our backup; enough talk about my sister." Scamp requested, and after eating another Cheese Arrow, he called out to Oliver. "Kick his butt, Oliver!"

After Scamp called to Oliver, Whizzer hit the bell that Dipstick was holding, leading to the beginning of the fight, which had Mooch charging at Oliver. Oliver did his best to remember the training he and Scamp did, and when Mooch tackled Oliver and pinned him to the ground, he used his paws to grab his arm. Once Mooch had Oliver pinned to the ground, Oliver set his sights on Mooch's ears. In that moment, Mooch started to attempt something disgusting. He started getting his spit ready while attempting to open Oliver's mouth to spit in there.

Oliver was unable to push Mooch off of him, and out of instinct, his claws retracted and he scratched at Mooch's paw. "Ow!" It wasn't very strong, but it was clear that Mooch's thumb stung from that. Oliver used this to crawl out from Mooch's other arm just before he spat at him. He then jumped and grabbed Mooch's ear, blowing into it and setting him off in the same way he did Scamp. Mooch attempted to punch Oliver, but Oliver punched him in the face and jumped off before he could.

Mooch recovered from this quickly enough to charge at Oliver again, who dodged his first punch, only to get back by the second one. Scamp and the others cringed at the sight of Oliver getting hurt. Mooch smirked at the fact that he was seemingly getting the upper paw. He charged at Oliver again, kicking him back and causing him to fall on the ground. He then pinned Oliver to the ground with his leg and started punching his face. After four punches, he picked Oliver up, and Oliver attempted to kick him in the chest before being thrown over Mooch's shoulder.

After Oliver started to get up, Mooch walked over to him while he tried to recover from his punches. Oliver got up and continued the fight, dodging Mooch's next punch and aiming one right for his gut. The fact that Oliver managed to hurt him a little with this punch stunned Mooch. Especially since Oliver managed to follow it up with a second punch to the face. However, Mooch used this one to grab Oliver's fist before kicking him back, causing him to stumble towards some of the audience members.

Oliver took a bit of time to recover from the fight, only for Mooch to grab him and throw him onto the ground. After that, he pointed his butt right at Oliver, and it was shown in all its glory as Oliver looked at Mooch upon getting up. "Get ready to smell less like a girl, Olivia!" Once he started standing on one knee, Mooch grunted and ripped...

BRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUP

...a loud and bassy five second fart in Oliver's face, and Mooch's vibrating butt let out a green cloud of spoiled cheese. Angel was less than impressed despite most of the students being grossed out. "Eh. I've done nastier." Lucky held out his paw to fist bump Angel, who obliged with a proud smile after noticing it.

Oliver did cough from the fart, but he was able to handle it much easier than he would have before, much to Mooch's shock. "What!? How did you take that so well!?" Mooch turned around as he continued questioning Oliver's endurance. "You dropped like a fly the last few times I did this!"

"The last few times happened before I took this from Scamp's dad!" Oliver told Mooch, wafting the fart away while taunting how little his farts affected him. "It's sad, Mooch. Your favorite method of picking on me has already become outdated. Maybe you should focus on growing as a person."

"I'LL SHOW YOU FOCUSING ON OTHER STUFF!" Mooch shouted, and he aimed another punch at Oliver, who stepped out of the way and put his foot out to trip Mooch.

Mooch fell on his face, and Oliver took the time to acknowledge how outclassed he was. "I'll be honest here, Mooch. Even with the training I did with Scamp, I don't stand a chance against you in a one on one fight." Mooch glared at Oliver as he continued after hearing a car pull up. "But it's pretty fun to make you look like an idiot with how easy it is to outsmart you."

Mooch lunged at Oliver and pinned him to the ground, slamming his face into the grass after he said that. "You think I'm out of tricks, Olivia!? You're about to face the steps of hell I kept hidden just for this moment!" Mooch grabbed some dirt before bringing it closer to Oliver's face. "Open up, Olivia. It's time for lunch." Oliver kept his mouth shut after Mooch pulled his head up, trying his best to not make it go by faster as Mooch pressed the dirt against his face. As soon as Mooch got to doing this, the stern voice of Colonel was enough to make him stop.

"MOOCH O'HALLEY!"

Mooch flinched and saw his and Oliver's very upset fathers, questioning how they even knew about this. "Dad! Dad! How did you know about this!? I never told you!"

"No, but Oliver did." Tibbs informed Mooch. And then he pointed to a sly grinning Tramp as he entered the area. "And Tramp told us as soon as he arrived with him and Scamp!"

The others went over to see if Oliver was okay as Scamp commented on Oliver's request. "Oh, right; you two talked about that on the way over here! Is that why he told me not to step in unless he said?"

"Sure was, whirlwind." Tramp answered, and then he gave a sly grin to Mooch with some hypothetical advice about how he screwed up here. "Word of advice, kid. If you're gonna hide a fight from someone, then at least put some effort into making sure they don't tell." He then addressed the fact that he didn't do anything to stop this. "Sorry about letting this fight happen at all, guys."

"We're not happy about it, Tramp, but we can see you had your reasons." Tibbs told Tramp, figuring a discussion was in order. "However, I think we should use this as a way to discuss how to improve communication on our block." Tramp got to discussing that with Colonel and Tibbs with Scamp helping Oliver up after Mooch walked off in anger. "Go wait with your father in the car, Mooch. We'll discuss your punishment when we get home."

Mooch flipped Tibbs off as he did that, possibly adding to his punishment. Scamp and his friends walked off as Angel spoke about Oliver's plan. "So, the reason you only wanted us to get involved as a last resort, was because you knew Tibbs and Colonel would come immediately, which is why you told my dad to warn them?" Oliver nodded his head yes in response with Angel then complimenting his resilience. "Well whatever the case is, you've got some serious durability, dude. At least for someone your size."

Oliver giggled a bit as Lucky then brought up the diss track. "I noticed how Mooch got more pissed off during our diss track. We didn't mean to endanger you further."

"Knowing Mooch, he would've gotten mad no matter what." Oliver assured Lucky, and then he brought up one benefit that made it all worth it. "And besides. Seeing Mooch get humiliated like that was more than satisfying!" Scamp and the others laughed at that truth before rushing off to play on the park equipment. They started doing so as the screen faded to black, ending the episode off.