Bloody Trouble!

The consequences

"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY!?"

- Furious screams were heard from a great distance.

The squad watched what was happening with bated breath. It is not clear whether they enjoy the picture that is being "built" or, on the contrary, are dissatisfied.

"Marcello, this is just a joke! Why are you taking this so seriously!?"

- the 16-year-old boy shouted in response to Marcello.

"JOKE!? IT'S A TROLL, YOU FUCKING IDIOT! YOU'RE A LOSER!"

- Marcello was shaking with rage.

"IT'S NOT EVEN THAT SERIOUS!"

- Moldy tensed up, looking straight into Marcello's eyes.

"I do not care! I HATE YOU, MOLDY!"

- the Brazilian "hissed" in response.

"OH YEAH!? WELL IN THIS CASE.. I HATE YOU TOO! YOU TAKE JOKES TOO SERIOUSLY AND YOU ARE SO VERY IRRITATED BY THIS! DUDE, GO TALK AND UNDERSTAND NORMAL PEOPLE'S JOKES, YOU CRAZY FREAK! "

- Mold shouted as angrily as ever at Marcello, then he realized what he said and felt somehow awkward about it.

"You... FUCKING IMBICILE!"

Marcello ran up to Moldy, pinned him against the wall and rather roughly pushed him against it. Moldy yelped.

"REPEAT YOUR WORDS!"

Marcello held Moldy in place terribly tightly, not allowing him to move, even for a moment.

"Hey, maybe you should fight to see who's right!"

- said someone from the Squad.

Everyone slowly looked away from the action, feeling the cold and stunned gazes of Marcello and Moldy on them.

Moldy took advantage of Marcello's dazed position and quickly and sharply tilted his head toward Marcello's face to make an impact. He succeeded. Marcello immediately letted go of Moldy, as he felt a sharp pain in his nose. Marcello gasped in pain. This single hit seemed to knock all the rage out of Marcello's head.

Cuzsie ran at the speed of a curl and stood between Moldy and Marcello, separating them from each other.

"Hey... calm down guys!"

Marcello was breathing heavily and squealing in pain, holding his poor nose, losing drops of blood that fell to the floor. Moldy looked at this picture with a puzzled expression, he couldn't believe what he had done to his friend. He clenched his left hand into a fist and laid his right hand on Cuzsie's.

"Can you do me a favor, Cuzsie, and get out of my way?"

- said Moldy, looking threateningly at Cuzsie.

Cuzsie lowered his hands down and took a few steps back. Moldy moved closer to Marcello, and after one minute of silence filled with Marcello's cries of despair, Moldy jumped on Marcello, knocking him down, and began to rapidly beat the crap out of him.

The "spectators" were in complete disbelief and joined Cuzsie to separate these two away. Moldy was still throwing fists at Marcello's body and face. But Marcello was not a poor victim, and he decided to prove it. He grabbed Moldy by the hair and slammed his face into Marcello's knee, causing Moldy to also break his nose.

The thing is, that Marcello and Moldy were the ones of the eldest of the entire squad, so the others dont have the physical strength to pull, someone from them, away. So they decided to leave them be and call others for help.

As soon as Marcello saw that Moldy was a little out of himself (dizzy) from the hit, Marcello immediately began to crawl as far as possible from Moldy and get up. His face and body hurt, but he didn't give up, he got up, went somewhere and returned with some random item. It looked blunt and somehow heavy. He slowly aprroaches Moldy.

Moldy, who had already more or less calmed down from the pain in his nose, opened his eyes and the first thing he saw was this item. Moldy squeaked in fear and crawled back, nervously looking straight at the item.

"Don't be so afraid, it won't hurt, I promise."

- Marcello squeezed this object tighter so as not to damage it.

Moldy was tongue-tied and all he could do was make scared and shaky sounds.

"D-don't.. Do it.. For me, please.."

- Mold finally said a few words.

Marcello asked: "Hmm?" expecting Moldy to repeat what he said.

"DON'T DO THIS TO ME!"

- Moldy shouted again.

Marcello looked at Moldy slightly puzzled, he was no longer sure about what he wanted to do to Moldy, seeing his friend literally BEGGING for mercy, Marcello felt ashamed.

This played into the hands of the Squad, they brought T5 and Foxnap for help, T5 automatically rushed to pull Marcello away from Moldy, the rest of the Squad members began to examine Moldy to check his wounds, Foxnap simply stood between Moldy and Marcello so that they wouldn't start beat up each other again.

(I'll move on to writing conversations in letters)

F: Okay, can someone explain to me what happened?

C: Moldy managed to play a prank on Marcello by sending him some scam link with screamers like he did before, probably to check if she was still working for Marcello and-

F: Let me guess. Did it work?

A: As you can see.