"Oh please, it was nothing but a simple rumor, nothing too harsh.."

'Uhuh, that's what they all say' you think to yourself

"Besides, I was told to spread them. If anything, you should be getting Shadow Milk Cookie involved with this. I just follow his orders.."

Currently; You had his hands in cuffs, sitting him down on a wooden seat. He had spread some nasty rumors about you earlier that month, and it completely ruined you. To think he was getting away with it scott free almost made you cackle. ALMOSTTT

"Just let me out of these little cuffs and we can talk this out, no?"

You stand over him, one of your knees digging against his lower abdomen, preventing him from getting up, making him grunt a bit, wincing slightly

"Get your filthy leg off of my- KRGH-"

Pressing in deeper, you practically tickle his intestine with your knee. Yeah, not the most pleasant feeling. He wacks your leg with his cuffed wrists, which just makes you push into him further.

"You- You- You termite-!"

Suddenly, you grasp a handful of is hair, causing him to whimper in pain, his face scrunching up in pain. You force his gaze to yours, a pained look in his eyes.

"Just let me go!"

The demand leaves his lips before he can catch it, though you tug on a fistfull of his hair, causing him to let out a small choked sob. Which after he composes himself. He was not weak, he wouldn't cry over this childish behavior

"Acting like this isn't going to magically make things better either way! I said what I said, now get off of me, lunatic!"

He sputters, his handcuffs jingle as he tried to escape them, which is hopeless in the end. He needed a key, though he knew you were stubborn, so it wouldn't be as easy as that. Especially after what he had spoken of you. Gods, this was going to be one heck of an evening for him and yourself.