Author Topic: Apocalypse: The Re-apocalyticalizing [Somebody put out his fire]  (Read 170120 times)


"Uh-huh," I say absentmindedly.

"Fight me." I say, turning to Alex. "Everything I said to this point applies."

"I'm a lover not a fighter."

"Didn't seem like that when you shot at me back when I was in the ferris wheel, or when you sat on me and tried to shove a foot special interest down my throat. Just wrestle me!"

"I don't want to fight you!"

"It's not a fist fight, it's wrestling. How about we see how long it takes you to pin me?"

"Why do you want to fight ME so bad?"

"Because Alexia would most likely snap my neck and Jacov is a soldier."

"You want to fight me because I'm the littlest one? Bully!"

"No, it's because I value my life and you won't kill me."


"How about we make this fight completely one sided? I won't do anything to harm you, and if I do, I'll lie down and wait for you to pin me."

"Please don't force me to fight you..."

"Doooo iiiiiit. Dooo iiiit or I'm sleeping alone tonight..."