(Pitters!! You’re Leopold Stotch!!)

Phillip, better known as ‘Pip’, wasn’t too liked by his classmates. Or, well, anyone in school really. They all seemed to hate him, and he couldn’t pinpoint why exactly that is.

Well, anywho, it was just another day. People were laughing at his accent, calling him ‘Frenchie Boy’, throwing stuff. The usual. He didn’t let his smile falter though, keeping up his cheerful attitude.

However, as he was about to get his usual beat down, a blonde kid suddenly stepped up for him.

“H-hey now fellas-! Don’t hurt him!”

The other blonde stammered nervously, shielding Pip. Reluctantly, the bullies left, not before punching the other in the face though.

Phillip, immediately alert, scrambled to his feet and helped up the other kid.

“O-oh golly-! Are you alright? That looks quite painful!”

The British exclaimed, his voice still bubbly as ever. Though, there was an obvious undertone of concern for the other.