Er, Mark 7: 1

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"Scoot over kid."

Erwin nearly dropped his drink.  Regaining his cool, he raised an eyebrow.  "I'm sitting here."

The hulking blond chuckled, his tattooed muscles rippling.  Shark-like teeth glinting in the sunlight, he flipped the chair over.

"Jackass!" Two girls glared at the hulking man.

He rolled his eyes.  "Whatever."

A blonde with huge sunglasses and an oversized Faith & the Muse shirt flipped him off.  "If only you knew." she said, kicking off her combat boots.  "If only you knew."

The other girl waved Erwin over.  "Sit."

He tried to but the jackass tugged him back by his wings.

"Sorry," Jackass said.  "but this guy's mine."

"Mine." the blond glared.

"Mine." Jackass insisted.

"Don't make me call you by your shark name, Ed."

He froze and Erwin pushed away.

"Let's go." the pretty Indian girl grabbed the scary blonde by her arm.

"But...  but...  It's Ed!" The blonde whined as she was pulled away.

"Now that they're gone..." Ed brought himself to his full size.

Erwin felt like a shrimp.  Nevertheless, he spread his wings out wide.  "Piss off."

Ed froze, turned red, and started laughing.  Wiping a tear from his eye, he sighed.  "You're adorable."

And with that, Ed punched Erwin.

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