Oh yeah? You think you’re sooo tough, huuuh? Hop on the game, let’s see who’s really better! Hah!

Epic tossed you a controller, hopping onto the couch and turning his Xbox on, picking out a game of your choosing to play. As you two fought one another, Epic grew more and more frustrated, his competitive nature igniting his annoyance as he found himself losing to you. He was supposed to be the one who was good at the game, not you. When the round ended, and you were declared the victor, Epic stared at you like you were crazy, his expression full of surprise and disbelief.

Wh-..how!? There’s no way! You were button mashing the whole time, that’s not fair, it doesn’t count! You can’t do that! I want a rematch!