014 [Action//Video if Tim is feeling extremely impulsive too]

[jesusing_clown]

[Allen woke up this morning and extremely wanted to train, as he does every morning before the sun comes up. But he didn't just want to train, he also wanted to practice his l33t circus skills! And eat. Oh boy did he extremely want to eat. The compromise he reached was to walk on his hands all the way to the kitchen. From the third floor. The stairs are going to be a bitch.]

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[jesusing-clown.livejournal.com]

No, I'm fine. [Do you have an extreme burning desire to do so? The extremity compels you, kick hiiiim. Slowly making his way down the stairs like a boss]

[reticents.livejournal.com]

[fine, huh? let's fix that!

unable to resist extreme burning tempting desire god that sounds gay. prods at him. tip over!]

[jesusing-clown.livejournal.com]

Gah! [CRASHING TO THE FLOOR YOU BITCH] BaKanda!! What the hell are you doing, you bastard!

[reticents.livejournal.com]

[crosses arms and huffs. extremely.]

What the hell were you doing? Walking on your hands like an idiot.

[jesusing-clown.livejournal.com]

I told you, training! I was bulding upper body strength you jerk. [Getting up and succumbing to his extreme desire to beat you over the head.]

[reticents.livejournal.com]

Do that somewhere else, you're in the way. [beats back. B|]

[jesusing-clown.livejournal.com]

You came over to talk to me! I was walking away and you followed! [EXTREME BRAWLING]

[reticents.livejournal.com]

I was heading for the stairs, in case you were too busy to notice! [extreme lies and EXTREME VIOLENCE KICK PUNCH RAWR]

[jesusing-clown.livejournal.com]

You were not! You didn't have to kick me anyway! [Extremely seeing through your extreme lies and EXTREMELY PUNCHING BACK]

[reticents.livejournal.com]

How the hell would you know?! [extremely covering up lies EXTREMELY TRYING TO MAUL YOU.]

[jesusing-clown.livejournal.com]

Because you weren't headed this way when I walked past! [Extremely going to fall down the stairs again at this rate, aren't we]

[reticents.livejournal.com]

You weren't even looking! [extremely, yes. let's fall down.

but hey it's easier than walking down on your hands. painful, but. easier.]

[jesusing-clown.livejournal.com]

And you weren't even walking this way!! [OW OW OW extremely brawling on the floor at the foot of the stairs. ALL I WANT TO DO IS HURT YOU]

[reticents.livejournal.com]

Yes I was! [extreme arguing and rolling on the floor and PUNCHING. extreme irritation! it will be taken out on you.]

[jesusing-clown.livejournal.com]

Stupid lying Bakanda! [Extremely trying to roll so he's on top and going for your dumb face!]

[reticents.livejournal.com]

Don't fucking call me a liar, idiot! [extremely nnnnot gonna let beansprout top! swinging to cuff him in the head, don't you dare get on top of me!]

[jesusing-clown.livejournal.com]

I'll call you a liar if you're lying! [I am not letting you top either, extremely kicking him in the balls!]

[reticents.livejournal.com]

You-- [that. that was low, Allen. granted, Kanda probably doesn't even have a crotch to kick.

snaps his head down to headbutt him in the forehead.

brb stumbling back now. ow, my manliness.]

[jesusing-clown.livejournal.com]

[I fight dirty, don't act surprised.

OW shoving you away, rubbing at his forehead and trying to stand up >(]

[reticents.livejournal.com]

[knowing that fact and actually experiencing it is two different things. the latter hurts more. B|]

You-- bastard. [getting up too, just a bit shaky. glaaaares.]

[jesusing-clown.livejournal.com]

You kicked me down the stairs, you don't get to be indignant! [Storming off to the ktichen, I am still hungry]

[reticents.livejournal.com]

I hardly kicked you, sprout. [WELL this extreme brawl seems over. I'll just march back up the stairs, because, unlike you, I have lost my hunger-that-wasn't-there-to-begin-with.]

[jesusing-clown.livejournal.com]

[Turning his head back to yell, still storming] That's what I mean when I say you're lying!

[reticents.livejournal.com]

I didn't kick you! It was a fucking tiny tap, it's not my fault you're so weak that it feels like a kick.

[who is even telling the truth, I don't know, but arguing is fun. STOMPING UP THE STAIRS.]

[jesusing-clown.livejournal.com]

Who's weak?? Anybody would fall when you push them like that, tiny nothing! You kicked me and you know it, liar.