The living room of Yu-topia Katsuki was really loud. Not because of skating commentary or Victors dramatic sighs,. Because of the fast clicking of keys and the occasional sharp breath of annoyance.

Yurio was muttering to himself his golden eyes narrowed at the screen. "These people are stupid " he said under his breath.

Victor leaned over the back of the couch his chin resting on his folded arms. "So who made Russias Yurio angry today?" he asked.

Yurio snapped, "Do not call me that.. It is just some kids on this stupid game."

Katsuki Yuri asked softly from the side "Is it Roblox? You have been on that for three hours, Yurio."

Yurio told him to shut up.

Victor was clearly entertained. "So you are arguing with kids online?" he asked.

Yurio scoffed, typing aggressively. "I am not arguing. I am teaching them a lesson."

He read out loud what he just typed, with a smirk on his face. "Your skating animation looks like a dying chicken."

Katsuki Yuri choked on air. "Yurio, that is so mean."

Yurio shot back "They started it. Some kid said my avatar looked ugly. Ugly me?"

Victor laughed, clapping once. "I like this. Keep going."

Yurios fingers flew across the keyboard again. "Even your username is embarrassing. Go practice before talking to me girl."

Katsuki Yuri blinked. "What does that mean?"

Victor translated with a grin "It means girl. Charming, Yurio."

Yurio muttered, "Whatever. They deserve it."

Another notification popped up. Yurio leaned closer reading it and his eye twitched. "They said I skate like a beginner."

There was silence.

Victor slowly straightened, sensing danger. "Ah."

Katsuki Yuri winced. "Oh no."

Yurio cracked his knuckles. "Alright that is it."

He typed again this time. "Listen here kid. I have won competitions while you probably cannot even stand on ice. Sit down."

Victor whistled. "You are already bragging about your accomplishments?"

Yurio said, "They asked for it."

Katsuki Yuri hesitated. "Yurio maybe you should not tell kids about your real skating career."

Yurio scoffed. "Why not? It is true."

Katsuki Yuri said gently "Because they might not believe you.. Worse they might keep arguing."

Yurio said, "Then I will make them believe."

Another message popped up. Yurio read it aloud his voice full of disbelief. "They want proof. They think I am lying."

Victor leaned in again clearly enjoying the chaos. "I love where this is going."

Without hesitation Yurio opened another tab pulling up a video clip of one of his performances. "There I will send them this."

Katsuki Yuri panicked. "Wait, Yurio, that's "

Too late. The message was sent.

A few seconds passed.

Then the response came: "Fake."

The room went completely silent.

Victor covered his mouth trying not to laugh.

Katsuki Yuri whispered, "They said fake."

Yurios expression darkened. "Fake?"

He leaned forward his eyes blazing. "Fake?!"

He typed again his fingers flying across the keyboard. "That is literally me, idiot. You think I would lie about something like that?"

Another reply came instantly. "Yeah right my cousin skates better."

Victor lost it laughing openly now. "Your cousin?"

Katsuki Yuri pleaded, "Victor do not encourage him."

It was too late. Yurio stood up abruptly dragging the chair slightly as he did. "Alright that is it. I am joining their game."

Katsuki Yuri blinked. "You can do that?"

Yurio said, " course I can."

Victor tilted his head. "You are going to enter the game. That is a move, Yurio."

Within seconds Yurios avatar spawned into the game. His eyes scanned the screen quickly locating the player. "Found them."

He immediately challenged them to a skating mini-game.

Katsuki Yuri watched nervously. "Yurio maybe be a little nicer?"

Yurio said, "No."

The game started.

For a moments the room was filled with silence, broken only by the tapping of keys.

Then Yurio smirked. "Ha. Destroyed."

Victor clapped again. "Victory."

Another message popped up. "Lag."

Yurio froze. "Lag?"

Victor leaned against the couch laughing harder than before. "The classic excuse."