Now Look At This Game, That We Made Up.

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"I wanna be the villain, I can't go back now."

The Terrible Twos smiled, Blue-masked Terrible Two came forwards.

"Well, to avoid confusion, just call me Bluetwo, and him, Purpletwo."

"Oh, okay!" Four cheered, "So, what's first?"

"Revenge is best served cold, and right now, it's hot, so we need to wait a bit." Bluetwo supplied, going to a cabinet and opening it, "You like board games?"

Four grinned, "Yeah, got any?"

Purpletwo shoved Bluetwo aside playfully, "Yeah, but he can't ever get them down." Pushing over a stool, he climbed up and grabbed Trouble.

"Not Trouble. We play that all the time!" Bluetwo complained, "What about Sequence?"

"Yeah, but that wouldn't be fun."

"I have an idea!" Four supplied, "Do you have any cards?"

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Fifteen minutes later, everyone was shouting and running around, Squarey was barking and running as well.

"He's almost there, Four! Guard your tower! Hurry!"

Four leapt over the couch and caught the card that Purpletwo threw right before it knocked his card tower down.

"Rats!"

"Catch, Bluetwo!"

Bluetwo jumped and caught the card that Four had thrown at him, and threw it at Purpletwo's card tower, knocking it down.

"What?! Noooooo!"

"We did it!" Four cheered.

"Hah! Eat that amigo!" Bluetwo yelled, nearly falling over from all the excitement.

"You guys are cheaters!" Purpletwo snapped, only to join them in giggling on the floor. All three of them sat there for a bit, catching their breaths and calming down. Squarey nudged her owner's face and sat down next to him, also satisfied.

"Guys?" Four said, twiddling with his hands.

"Yeah?" They both replied.

"Thanks, for everything. I don't know what I would've done without you."

"Aww, amigo.."

"I'm flattered.."

"Not you."

"What?!" Purpletwo bolted upwards.

Four laughed, "Only joking!"

"He got you!"

"What?! Amigo, and my other amigo? Teams? Oh, woe is me!" He fell dramatically backwards, halfheartedly glaring at Four.

"Eh, I can't help but feel the same way.."

"Softy."

"Am not!"

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