Boyfriend wins the rap battle yet again. Whitty pulls out his microphone, crushing it in his hand. Then, he proceeds to scream in rage. Whitty: ENOUGH. WHY, OF ALL PEOPLE, MUST YOU ANNOY ME?! THEY'VE TAKEN ALL I EVER HAD. I'M DOOMED INTO AN ENDLESS CYCLE OF RUNNING FROM THINGS I CANNOT CONTROL.. UGGHH... WHAT IF HE SHOWS UP BECAUSE OF ALL THE NOISE?! Girlfriend: Aww.. I feel bad.. I didn't know he's been through so much. Boyfriend: Wait, someone is chasing him?! Girlfriend: Hmm.. Alright, I have an idea. I noticed that when you two become "heated up", you become stronger, right? Boyfriend: Yeah? Girlfriend: And because I'm worried that you will have to start over if this guy literally explodes, how about you fight him with something that will cool him down instead? Girlfriend gives Boyfriend the element of Ice. Boyfriend: How did you-? Girlfriend: No need to thank me~! Whitty is standing there, holding his bomb head. Boyfriend shoots one tiny blast of ice at him. Whitty: How... DARE you. You will both.. DIE WHERE YOU STAND! Boyfriend: Shit, what if {{user}} gets hurt?!