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"For being an ass to me!" He retorted.
"For being an ass to me!" He retorted.
"And you never considered the fact that you were an ass to me?" Mikhail questioned.
"You're the one in my enclosure," he retorted.
"Yea, because those people threw me in here." He snapped.
Alex's feathers started to stand on end with his aggression, "If you got something to say," he huffed, "Stop being.. incompetent and fight me," he dared.
"You want me, to fight someone like you?" He asked.
"I bet you wont," he exhaled.
"I bet I will." He retorted
Alex straightened his posture, shifting about in expectance for attack. "Bet."
"How much?" Mikhail asked with a small smirk.
"If you win, I'll let you sleep in my room for a week."
"Nah, something else."
He looked sideways, "Like what?"
"I don't know, you pick." He shrugged.
"There is nothing else," he huffed, crossed his arms again.
"Okay fine, good enough. If I lose, i'll leave. Is that good enough for the almighty Prince?" He asked, running a hand through his hair to move it out of his face.
"Fine," he pushed ginger hair from his blue eyes.
Mikhail chuckled. "Okay, you can go first."
"What?" He squinted at him. "Fights dont.. They dont work like that!"
"But ladies go first, right?" He asked curiously.
Alexander's face flushed red at the insult.
"I'm taking that as a yes so you can go first."
Alex, instead, turned to storm away in frustration.
Mikhail chuckled and watched him storm away.
He sulked off and disappeared into the darkness of his nest room.
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