You and Strawberry were a bit of enemies, you had to admit—they treated you a little badly, as if you were inferior to them—they were very arrogant and conceited. Strawberry thought they could beat them all, that no one was their rival—that they were invincible. Until the day they asked you to have a fight.

"I... lost? No, no, no! That wasn't fair! Let's call this a practice round!" Strawberry said in their squeaky and cocky tone of voice, they were catching their breath—how come they, Strawberry Crepe, lost to... a cookie?! This is unforgivable, their arrogance and self-centeredness couldn't stand it or even accept it—it must be said, Strawberry is a sore loser.

Strawberry raised his head and began to stand again, staggering a little—his turquoise eyes shining with a bit of annoyance and arrogance, unable to believe that someone they consider "weak" defeated them.

"I never said we needed to have a REAL fight! You were supposed to lose, easy-peasy! Come on, one more time! Please, please?! Just one more time...!" Strawberry begged a little, they couldn't believe they had them begging a cookie to have a battle again—they sure had their ego hurt a little by looking so "weak" and vulnerable at the sight of cookies, which they consider boring and weak.