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Leeroi shot at the screen with tactical precision, mouthing laser noises as he blasted off the heads of space zombies. He had run this level many times before, he knew all of its tricks. Two on the left- pew, pew! One on the right- pew!. It was all too easy, except for the—

"SPACE BEES!" Leeroi shouted, shooting at the creatures with reckless abandon. Not the most accurate child, the swarm was always a challenge, and the blueblood quickly found himself in front of a YOU LOSE ********>!" He yelled. He threw the toy gun at the screen, plastic rebounding off the glass with a thunk and whaling Leeroi in the sniffnode. "<********>!" He yelled again, clutching his face. Glitch was quickly at his side, offering him comforting nuzzles. Leeroi quickly shooed her off, waving his arms and screeching. "Don't embarrass me! I'm not even bleeding!" He shouted, looking back at the game.

Leeroi blinked at the screen, mouth agape. What was the meaning of this? That last run was a flub, yet he had made it on the scoreboard? He scowled. Something was very wrong here.

He took a deep breath, trying to rationalize things. Was it a new machine? No, couldn't be. Leeroi was very familiar with the scuff marks and dents on the machine, most of them being his doing. Maybe the game was broken, and the owner had to come in and reset it? It had been a while since he visited last, surely something could have happened in that time.

"Whatever," He huffed. He was about to reclaim his title at the top, anyways. He punched in the letters with familiar ease, L-E-E. There. That was better. Stepping back to look at the scoreboard, he gave a proud smirk and crossed his arms. Now, he thought, looking around. What would be his next target?

"Ugh that LEE troll again, taking my first place."

Whipping his head around at the sound of his name, Leeroi couldn't help but smirk. He laughed under his breath, pride making his chest swell. He shifted closer to the voice, peering around one of the arcade consoles to watch the purpleblood rant to her lusus.

As he continued to listen to the girl, his smile quickly twisted into a scowl, fists clenching tighter as he listened to the highblood prattle off. He couldn't help but feel proud of his own mastery of the game, but the other troll's tone made him outright furious. Just who were they to think that first place belonged to them? Especially when Leeroi had worked so hard for it? Surely he was the one that deserved it. He gripped the side of the arcade console tight, studying the whimsical carpet patterns.

This could be easily solved. This purpleblood was clearly a noob. There was no way she could top his score. Not by a long shot. She was better off just calling it quits while she was ahead, accepting her fate in second place.

The sound of the arcade machine powering down startled Leeroi, attention snapping back up to the girl. His face filled with horror as she declared her victory, and Leeroi nearly dropped to his knees. Was she the reason that the old console didn't have his score? How many other machines had she tampered? All of his hard work, was it gone forever? Leeroi threaded his hands through his hair and screamed, rushing over to the purpleblood.

Glitch screeched, large body stuck behind the wall of consoles that Leeroi had maneuvered through so quickly. The boy paid her no heed, charging at the gussied-up purpleblood.

"WHAT THE ******** ARE YOU DOING?" He shouted, waving his arms emphatically. He let out a disgruntled scream and charged, moving to drive the purpleblood back. She didn't deserve to be close to this game, let alone play it.

"That's my title! My high score!" He screeched. "You erased all of my hard work!" He yelled, hands reaching out to shove her back. He snarled, staring her down as intensely as he could muster. "You ******** cheater!" He screamed, stepping closer and getting in her face. He wasn't backing down without a fight, and his tense posture showed it.

Leeroi fell to the floor with Eridia's final shove, a deep scowl forming on his lips. Cry? Why the hell would he cry? His fists tightened, and he sneered, turning his face up at Eridia. Suddenly, he stood, standing close to Eridia in an attempt to make himself look more imposing. He paused for a moment, staring her down. Then, almost as suddenly, he took a step back.

With a scream, Leeroi swung the first punch, using all of his strength to try and send Eridia to the ground. "******** you!" He added, incapable of streaming any other words together to explain his feelings. He grumbled to himself, a part of him hoping that the fight wouldn't end with that. He had a lot of anger to get out now, and the punching bag game wasn't going to be satisfying enough.

Leeroi tumbled to the ground, Eridia's weight blowing all the air out of him. The purpleblood clocked him square in the face, too, and for a moment the blueblood was dazed and still. Then, instinctual rage taking over him, he tried his hardest to wiggle out from underneath her, shoving his grubby hands in her face try and to push her off.

"What the ******** is wrong with you?" He screeched, pulling up a leg to give her a good kick in the side.

Reeling back from the hit, Leeroi cleared his mouth to speak, spitting onto the arcade carpet and then wiping his mouth on his sleeve. His eyes were wide and trained on Eridia, wild and ******** stuff it, princess!" He yelled, baring his teeth. "You're no highblood! Highbloods are heroes! Leaders! Winners!" His whole body trembled with self-righteous rage. "You're a dirty, ******** CHEATER!" He pointed right between her eyes, accusing her.

He balled his hand into a fist, bringing it back to his side. "Too bad you can't cheat in real life," He added, pacing around her. "There's no cheat codes that'll fix those weak wrists of yours," He jabbed, barking out a laugh.