Fuckass... || ChiScara

16.

🖕: Scaramouche, Scaramouche <3

Doll⚡💜: Not doing the fandango

🖕: Damn, heart been broke so many times :,(

Doll⚡💜: Right, as if you've got much more of a heart than I do.

🖕: OUCH

🖕: I will have you know

🖕: I do have a heart. I'm not just a pretty face~

Doll⚡💜: You don't have either of those things.

🖕: Bold, coming from the one who was made by Raiden

🖕: Maybe that's why you cried in my arms last night <3

🖕: Mummy issues much?

Doll⚡💜: You want to fight? I'll fucking destroy you again.

Doll⚡💜: You'll be put out of commission for a year.

🖕: Now those are fighting words

🖕: So hot

🖕: Fight me, Balladeer~

Doll⚡💜: Shut the fuck up and meet me so that I can.

Doll⚡💜: Normal fighting spot.

🖕: I'll see you soon~

Doll⚡💜: Good.

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Childe of course got there before I did, and as I walked up to our normal spot, I saw him pull out his waterblades. I was absolutely pissed when I got there, I let a tear drop once because I was feeling bad and now he uses that to make fun of me? I know I was scared of him leaving, but now he can just fucking get lost. Not before I can beat the shit out of him though. So I immediately pulled out my catalyst and fired off an attack before he'd be able to expect it, causing him to jump back and out of the way before charging at me and throwing one of his blades at me. I dodged easily though, rolling out of the way before getting back up and sprinting behind Childe quickly. It's a mystery how my hat doesn't get in the way, but oh well. I managed to get behind him before he could react, and kicked him in the back. It took some effort though, because his back is a little bit of a stretch for my admittedly, a little bit small legs. But it was still powerful, even though it was hard.

"Fuck. You." - Scaramouche

He hissed in pain, and fell forwards, the momentum of his own running mixed with my kick forcing him over. I heard a small crack and when he quickly jumped back up there was blood running down from his nose. He threw a punch at me, which I managed to duck under.

"Hat off. Then we can talk." - Childe

"Not a chance. I'd never take it off for you." - Scaramouche

I fired off another attack with my catalyst quickly, aiming for his knees. He won't be able to fight back very well without those working. It landed right on target too, causing him to yelp in pain, gripping one of his now bleeding knees.

"That's okay, I'll take it off myself." - Childe

Breathing heavily, he charged at me with a blade ready to slash. But his yelp caused me to lose focus for a moment, pulling my mind out of the battle. Maybe I don't want to hurt him as much as it seems, he just really struck a nerve with his comment earlier. But thanks to that, I wouldn't be able to dodge his attack this time. I closed my eyes and braced myself, ready for the pain when the blow came. But instead I heard a thud followed with a grunt. I opened my eyes to see Childe toppled over on the floor, my attack on his knees must have worked then.