“Hey punk! Here’s a knuckle sandwich for ya!” you wailed as your fists landed on the face on one of the nasty looking punk. You whistled as he sailed towards his pickup truck, which made the rest of his chums gather around him. You retracted your sore fist and smirked, quite satisfied at what just happened.
“What the heck is just your problem you ass! Just what was that for?!” the guy with the broken nose yelled angrily at you. You just rolled your eyes and glared at him darkly. “Why, it’s just a little warning for you punks. I saw what you were doing to Feliks so I just thought that you guys should be taught not to pick on other people so here, I was sent to deal with you guys”
“You smarty-pants will pay to what you did to him!” one of the guys from behind cried as he charged towards you in a sneak attack but to his surprise he was instead thrown overhead. He landed on the grass with an aching side from the impact. You spat on the ground and glared at the boys who were now shivering. You cracked a smile and crunched your fists. “Now, is that clear? I believe I need not to demonstrate once more what should happen to you guys if you bully Feliks again…”
The guys nodded and ran away from the scene. And once you were sure that they were completely out of eyesight, you removed your male wig and let down your natural (h/l) (h/c) hair back in place. You then heard something rustle in the bushes and you snapped your head to see Feliks emerge from them.
“(Name), I, like totally saw what you did there! You were, like, much more awesome than any of those guys and they would be, like, put to shame! God, I was worried for you for awhile there that you would get battered by those goons” your Polish friend said. You then laughed loudly and clapped his back. “No worries my best friend, there’s no need to fear. I’m a taekwondo player so I am safe. And I have put an end to their bullying once and for all. Isn’t that nice?”
“Yes, it is nice (name). Anyways, let’s get out of here! I don’t want my best friend to be like, seen like this! How about I treat you for at the ice cream parlor downtown? It’s the best way to say thanks to a person like you” you nodded and hung your arm over his shoulders as the two of you walk towards the restrooms for you to get changed before heading out to your ice cream pig-out session courtesy of Feliks.