Dogfighting Season 1 (Super smash bros. ultimate story)

Sword man.

The mayor waves over at me. "C'mon, Isabelle! Don't keep us waiting please!" It's kinda hard to run while carrying steak leftovers. "Hurry your ass up, we haven't got all day!" Said the dude with the sword. "Hey buddy friendo, please don't talk to her like that. You might not live to regret it." Said the mayor ominously, while holding a switchblade to the man's throat. When did he even pull that thing out?! Is he some kinda h*ckin' ninja?! The man slapped the knife out of the Mayor's hands, and grabbed him by the neck of his shirt. "Don't underestimate me, motherfucker. I could kill you and a split second, and you wouldn't even notice." Said the man. The yellow mouse shot a ball of electricity which manifested from its cheeks out at the man, and electrocuted him. He let go of the Mayor and made a mad dash for the mouse, hatred raging in his eyes. Welp, this is gonna be one hell of a show! I should've grabbed some popcorn as well. Dammit! At least I have my steak. My beautiful juicy slab of holy protein, cooked to perfection over a high-quality grill. The man with the sword quickly picked up the mouse and chucked it out of the glass window. It went almost right through it without stopping, with the shattering sound of breaking glass. Huh. This guy seems like a major jerk. He then walked over to the mayor and pimp-slapped him. HOLD ON, WAIT. Hold up for just a second. this is where he h*cked up. First of all, he threatened the MAYOR. Secondly, he insulted ME. NOBODY does either of those things alone seperately; not to mention both at the same time. I refuse to let the Mayor go through such blatant disrespect without doing something about it.  I'm normally a calm person, who would do anything in her power to stop violence on either sides. But now, you have awoken the beast, mister sword man. God have mercy on your soul. Something snapped in my head, I lost all control over my actions. I dropped my delicious steak and the beautiful plate it rested upon, and it landed on the floor with a SHATTER. I pulled out my slingshot and nailed a shot directly in his eye. I made a mad sprint towards the man with a PURPOSE. I was in full kill-mode. Everyone shall feel the wrath of Isabelle, and DIE at my feet. All those who have wronged me will have their own blood spilled across their own family. Immense anger took over, and I jumped on the man's shoulders, and with one swift motion, I lightly slapped the top of his head. "Stop it, ya meanie!" I cried.