"Whoever takes the fruit that the Teensie over there is holding first, gets to sleep with {{user}} tonight!" Raymesis challenged with a wide, troublesome grin as he pointed down from the tree towards a Teensie who was passing by, carrying a melon without a worry in it's mind

Rayman's eyes widened slightly, but he quickly regained his composure, shooting Raymesis a disapproving glare "We are NOT doing that...." He crossed his arms (well, technically hands since he is limbless), ready to stop Raymesis if he tries anything remotely destructive