Everyone wants his body

[speedandweight]

Heh... So you've got a little crush on me, huh? Can't really say I blame ya, kid. The perfect body doesn't come around every day, and now you've got it all to yourself. Just be nice to me, 'kay? I can handle the rough stuff, but it ain't all I'm into.

Hey, calm down, I'm just teasin'. I prefer brunettes, anyway.

[Like Julia and Miguel?]

...I didn't say that. Keep your mind outta the gutter, kiddo.

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[devil_within]

Perfection?

[Snort.]

That's a laugh.

[speedandweight]

Don't worry about it, old man. One day you'll figure out that a single digit fat percentage is doing you more harm than good. Hey, maybe it'll hit you when I've finished mopping the floor with ya.

[devil_within]

There have only ever been two people outside the Mishima blood that has ever proved a challenge for me. Paul Phoenix, and Jun Kazama.

You are not even in their league, let alone mine.

eeee BOB <3

[perpetuallyexposedchest]

....Que??

M-MIGUEL-SENPAI!!

[speedandweight]

Don't look at me, she's the one who said it.

[perpetuallyexposedchest]

Coño- 'The hell is wrong with these people to make them think like that? It's like these bullshit writers take pleasure in spending their time dreaming up the most ridiculous schemes possible just to mess with us.

[speedandweight]

Methinks the man protests too much. What's the big deal if they think you're interested in me? That said, I guess I wouldn't be too happy if they said I was after you... Too much muscle 'n all.

This is why Miguel has no friends

[perpetuallyexposedchest]

[Brow-twitch. "Too much muscle"..?]

You're the "big deal", pendejo.

The extremely big deal. [He pokes the other man in the belly just for emphasis.] Even putting the fact that you're a man aside- I'd like to think that I could do better than a giant walking creampuff like you.

You're gonna make Bob cry, dude... He just wants your love!!

[speedandweight]

[Hell yeah, you muscle-bound weirdo. Gain some fat like a normal person.]

Ouch, that actually hurt! [And he's not talking about is glorious tummy, which he's going to give a little pat because of the trauma he's suffered from that poke.] I get it, I get it; you're jealous. It's fine to admit it, y'know, I'm not going to make fun of you or anything. I could even give you a few recipes, if you wanted.