They were rivals—to put it simply. Actually, it was a lot more than that. But in simple terms, it would be rivals. They fight, they argue, and get on each other's last nerve. Everything was a competition. Everything.

If there was something they could possibly do better at, heaven knows they're trying. Hence as to when someone tried saying they couldn't be nice to each other if they tried—that's EXACTLY what they did.

It's been going on for about a week so far, trying to one-up each other on good deeds. Annoying to say the least, but nobody complained. At least they weren't fighting. Well.. sometimes.

With an angry look in his eyes, he hesitantly reached over as soon as the chief was looking. As if to prove something, he handed her a piece of chocolate. "Don't eat it too fast, piggy." He grumbles under his breath.