#If you want answers you'll have to interract! Feed my Infodumping addiction!!

[monkemischief]

One time when I was younger, my brother punched a guy twice his size so hard his attitude did a complete 180

When i was younger, there was this place old lady nearby our school who made Ice Cakes, and me and my brother were the only ones brave enough to go buy them because she had this huge ass dog. Unfortunately, the only reason we looked so brave is because my brother had recently gotten out of a long ass stint of surgery and ICU time, and feared neither any gods, devils, nor anything between, and I was a shaky little baby man that did whatever people asked so long as they smiled at me even once.

Anyways, one day, everybody gives us their money to go buy the Ice Cakes and send us off, and we get so many that the lady goes into her house and gives us a tray. just. for free. Bless her soul. We make the walk back, and this guy, we'll call him. uhhh. J. J was kind of a minor dick, and as soon as he saw us, he grabbed his, literally pushing past a tiny swarm of 5 year olds. It's much funnier to me now, but at the time I was all "You can't do that!", and "They were here first!" so he waves his hand dismissively at me and knocks my Ice Cake over on accident. My brother, once again, incapable of fear, immediately squares up and starts death glaring J. I don't remember what they said to each other bc I was crying so damn loud, but eventually they put a dollar in my hand and sent me to o get another Ice Cake.

I remember vividly crying the whole walk because "Oh no, I have to deal with that scary dog again" and "Mom's gonna kill me, I lost a whole dollar". I get there and manage to get to the counter before the old lady hands me an Ice Cake and says "Boy, you cried so loud I had to put my dog away. Just take it and go." Thoroughly humiliated and satisfied with my snack, I get back and the fucking second I step on school grounds my Ice Cake falls onto the gravel. As soon as it's out of my hands, J is there, and to my surprise doing his best to make me feel better. "It's just a little dirt, here you can wash it off in the sink!"

He managed to calm me down, but I still didn't really want it after it touched the ground, so I gave it to him, and literally the second it touches his hand my friends show up going "Dude! Dude! you missed the coolest fight! J got his ass whooped!"

While I was gone, my brother slugged him across the chin so hard that he hit the ground and got up an entirely different person.