Part 15: I Can Kick A Suezo's Ass
Part 15
The big fat training montage

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[Current Music|Tiga - The Ballad of Sexor]
The last 10 or so months have been relatively uneventful. No battles, no visitors, just training training training. Let's see what happened.




Rash is getting so smart, I'm going to have it do my taxes next year.

Joy's going to be a KFC if you don't shut up about that bird.

STUPID GOVERNMENT! I'm going to punch a box of Fruit Loops. Make Rash do some laps or something in the meantime.




Hey, what does that +1 thing mean?

I thought you were supposed to be trained in this kind of stuff.

I guess. But shouldn't we do a bunch of tests and statistical analysis and other scientificy things?

But the totals don't add up and-

...Fine.

Can you at least explain why there's an extra star here now?

New study room, eh? Let's see that.





It's exactly the same as before.

But Rash is still being taught by a toucan.

Oh, forget it. Just show me the new meditation chamber.




When did we get a cave?

You- what? When? How? You're, like, 12 years old.

How about you dig me a pool, then?

I was- hey! I was joking!
Colt?


You frighten me, girl.



Rash looked like a giant sperm. Let's never do that again.

To the Loon-Cave!




That won't be necessary.

Good. Because I'm going to kick its ass.


So, you think you can just sleep around on my watch?!



From now on, you may call me Loongear, the Suezo Puncher.

What was that?


Awesome. So we just have to decide where to send h-

What?


Crap.

Crap.


CRAP.
Guys, what in God's name do I choose?! Errantry or Tournament? And then which course or tournament? C or B cup? Speed, Power, Int or Skill? I am freaking out right now. HELP!