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‘FUCK YOU! ASSHAT! I HATE THIS!’ A lone voice cut through Umbra’s still mind. Glancing over his shoulder, he saw a very short red ball screaming at a wall, before punching it and violently whipping his head around and locking eyes with the tall blue umbrella-weilder.
‘WHAT’RE YOU LOOKIN AT, WISE GUY?’ He shouted, rushing across the road of traffic to stop inches from Umbra’s face.
or: the day Umbra met B. Rad!
