Two Angry Uncles Arguing to the Beat

Smasher the Spriter was thinking about Fanta the Mod again. Fanta was a clever mod with beautiful eyes and damaged fingers.

Smasher walked over to the window and reflected on his funny surroundings. He had always hated crowded P3D Forums with its tart, teeny-tiny threads. It was a place that encouraged his tendency to feel nervous.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a clever figure of Fanta the Mod.

Smasher gulped. He glanced at his own reflection. He was a malicious, rude, cold tea drinker with sloppy eyes and solid fingers. His friends saw him as a scattered, shaggy spriter. Once, he had even jumped into a river and saved a slippery and stupidly weak Splitzblue.

But not even a malicious person who had once jumped into a river and saved a slippery and stupidly weak Splitzblue, was prepared for what Fanta had in store today.

The clouds danced like about to rain, making Smasher calm. Smasher grabbed a giant knife that had been strewn nearby; he massaged it with his fingers.

As Smasher stepped outside and Fanta came closer, he could see the puny glint in his eye.

"I am here because I want my presence," Fanta bellowed, in a thoughtless tone. He slammed his fist against Smasher's chest, with the force of 6909 Tyranitar. "I frigging love you, Smasher the Spriter."

Smasher looked back, even more calm and still fingering the giant knife. "Fanta, I won't be back," he replied.

They looked at each other with happy feelings, like two hushed, horrible hippos fighting at a very gracious territorial fight, which had retro music playing in the background and two angry uncles arguing to the beat.

Smasher studied Fanta's beautiful eyes and damaged fingers. Eventually, he took a deep breath. "I'm sorry, but I can't give you my presence," he explained, in pitying tones.

Fanta looked stable, his body raw like a low, leaking log.

Smasher could actually hear Fanta's body shatter into 7055 pieces. Then the clever mod hurried away into the distance.

Not even a drink of cold tea would calm Smasher's nerves tonight.