Mun got one of those new nifty Smartphones.

[notintehkitchen]

What is a smartphone? And why do you want to make the phone cute? Okay... maybe the rabbit one is a little cute...I mean--I understand making animals and people look cute by dressing them up but not a portable phone.

Mundane, you bought so many cases last night that I worry about your purchases. You aren't rich like me so you should be more careful with your money. I can't give you any of mine unfortunately.

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[hasstandards]

[He wraps his fingers around hers, his hand swallowing hers whole.]

Ready. On three.

[notintehkitchen]

[She decides to start the countdown herself.]

One.

Two.

Three.

[Annnnnnnnd she's off! Sniper will instantly be dealing with some great force as Pyro flexes her fighting arm.]

[hasstandards]

[He grits his teeth, hand barely holding against the pressure she puts on his arm, and instantly regrets this challenge. That doesn't mean he's giving up easily, though- he pushes back with a snort, teeth bared.]

[notintehkitchen]

Does Mr. Hawk really think he can win? That's cute.

[Even with so much strength being put against her, Pyro is able to speak normally without much struggle. Attempting to move his hand closer to the ground, she grins.]

[hasstandards]

[Though his hand inches closer to the ground, he still fights back, burned by her teasing.]

I'm doin' fine. Now stop talking.

[Unlike her, his tone is already showing signs of strain.]

[notintehkitchen]

Why should I stop talking when it is so easy to talk while competing against you? You're not Heavy, not in the slightest are you a match in comparison to him.

[Pushing with all her might, she decides to end it quickly rather then watch him struggle. That would be more embarrassing for him, right?

Here goes Pyro's attempt at making his fist hit the ground.]

[hasstandards]

[There is no way he can compete when she actually tries- his strength falters, and his hand hits the ground with a thunk as he lets out a yelp.]

Alright, alright! You win.

[Cue sulking and rubbing his knuckles. Ow.]

[notintehkitchen]

[As she gets to her victory, Pyro raises from the floor and hops up and down before spinning in circles.]

I win! I win!

Unless you are Soldier or Heavy you better think again! I'm the THIRD best at arm wrestling on the team.

[hasstandards]

[He stays down for now, watching her celebratory display.]

Hn. I guess so.

[Someone is a sore loser.]

[notintehkitchen]

Don't worry, I bet you could beat Spy.

He's supposed to be the worst.

[hasstandards]

Probably. Scout, maybe.

[And that's probably about it.]

Doesn't mean I'm weak, though.