- DO-DO–--N!!! *
"So, Mr. 2... You would betray me now? Pitiful."
"STOOOOP JOOOOKING AROOOOOUND!!! I have neeew friends now, Zero-chan! Get your facts straight, puh-lease!!"
". . . . And those friends would be? The straw-hatted brat and his gang of misfits, that ruined my plan... OUR plan? What of our utopia, Mr. 2? What of the perfect society... ? That fool ruined it all..."
Bon-chan stamped his foot vigorously upon the ground, readying in a martial arts stance. "DON'T YOU DARE... TALK BAD ABOUT STRAW-CHAN." Crocodile chortled. "I can say whatever I like of that little bastard... now. Are you prepared for your punishment, Mr. 2, Bon Clay... ?"
"Hmph! It's YOOOOU who shall be SMOOOOOTE~!!! OKAMA KEMPO!!!!"
And with that, Bon-chan leapt forward with a kick, his arm stretched out in a ballet position.
Let the voting begin!