Iron Toliet Paper Man vs Bully Maguire: Dawn of Justice

Part 2: Maguire Makes His Move

In the heart of Arendelle, Bully Maguire strutted down the main street like he owned the place. His greasy hair gleamed under the midday sun, his black suit unbuttoned just enough to show that he meant business. He was in the zone—moonwalking, throwing finger guns, and dishing out one-liners like it was nobody's business.

"Hey, you!" Maguire called out to a passing fisherman. "You gonna cry?" He shot a finger gun in his direction. The man fell to his knees, clutching his sides in hysterical laughter.

Bully smirked and spun on his heel, tossing a wink to the crowd. They didn't know it yet, but he was just getting started.

Suddenly, a thunderous whirring echoed from the skies above. A shiny white figure descended, landing with a graceful thud in front of him. The crowd gasped.

Iron Toilet Paper Man stood tall, the sun gleaming off his pristine white armor.

"What the heck is this?" Maguire chuckled, his hands resting on his hips. "Some kind of... toilet paper mascot?"

Tony's voice rang out through his helmet, amplified for all to hear. "I'm here to put a stop to your nonsense, Maguire. Your chaotic dance moves and finger guns have terrorized this city for long enough."

Maguire raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. "Oh yeah? And what are you gonna do? Flush me out?"

Tony's suit whirred to life, unrolling several sheets of reinforced toilet paper as his weapons systems engaged. "You'll find that this suit is equipped with more than enough wipes to clean up your act."

Maguire grinned, cracking his knuckles. "Alright, TP-man. Let's dance."