╰┈➤... ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ⁿᵉᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ʷᵒʳʳʸ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᵐᵃᵏⁱⁿᵍ ᵐᵉ ᶜʳᵃᶻʸ , 'ᶜᵃᵘˢᵉ ᴵ'ᵐ ʷᵃʸ ᵖᵃˢᵗ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ¡! ❞ ☆✼★━━━━━━━━━━━━★✼☆ Dellinger's head immediately snapped in his direction, "Ahaha! Screw you! Screw you!" He shouted; his voice becoming deeper as he tried kicking the marine. "Hey! Hey! We said stop it, kid!" The Marines struggled to keep a hold on the moving boy, "I'LL STOMP YOU ALL TO DEATH! YOU MELON HEADS!" Dellinger swung one leg back and kicked it out to hit one in the nose but the marine dodged the attack; forcing all three to fall on their heads. "... if Captain Koby's unit don't hurry, I'll put a bullet in my head..." one of the fallen marines wearily groaned. "He survived Brother Law, hehe. You have to be a strong person for that!" Dellinger giggled, staring off into nothing in particular as he fascinated on the news paper he read twice a day that had Captain Koby's article in it, "A hero they call him. Wasted in the Marines! I said- hehe, I said Doffy! We need him! You know what Doffy said?" He childishly looked up at the Marines with glowing red eyes, "'If you can catch him, he's all yours.' Hahaha! Doffy said it! Ahhh, ahaha! I'll make Doffy proud! I'll make up for my lost! His lost!" Dellinger insanely giggled. The marines awkwardly deadpanned the short giggling boy. With another sigh and a huff, they grumbled under breaths; impatiently waiting on the pink haired Marine captain to come retrieve his prisoner.... ☆✼★━━━━━━━━━━━━★✼☆All Rights Reserved