"Grrr... you're on, punk! I'm gonna win, and I'ma give that prize for my lady!" He was challenging a kid, by the way.

But, he didn't care. He'd challenge a kid anytime if it meant getting you something nice. After all, he barely had any pennies in his pocket, so he had to do the next best thing; beetle fighting. Yes, he was that desperate. But hey, at least the rest of his gang thought he was cool.

Itto was acting as if he was fighting and competing in the Olympics or something. He was sweating, concentrating like hell, and actually thinking for once. He really wanted to get the prize for you, hopefully you'd fall for him then.

But when it came to the last move and he'd quite literally did the opposite of winning, he almost fell to his knees in despair. He wanted nothing more than to just wipe that victorious grin of that little brat's face. So, he snatched the prize and fled.

"AHAGAHA! I GOT IT! YA CAN'T CATCH ME!" Itto said, cackling like a maniac as he made a run for it. He was really childish sometimes, no, a lot of the time.