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This is a date and it’s not your prize, you have no right to choose what’s going to happen, you can ask though.
“What should we do? It’s your call.” You ask Celia as you ignore these weirdo hooligans.
“Let me see.” Celia sighs. “Are you two going to bother us for the rest of the day?”
“That’s right! Unless you accept our challenge!” Thug O(bese) won’t be deterred.
“That hedgehog shall be mine!” Thug P(athetic) acts like a mad scientist.
“One song over at the Dance Dancing Machine.” Celia places the hedgehog in your hands. “Take care of him, got it?”
“Got it.” You nod. Celia walks up to the machine.
“—A Thousand Love Calls— Omaco will be your opponent!” The Fat guy poses with bravado as he jumps into the machine. You were expecting the gal to stand up to the challenge.
“C’mon, Chunky Love! Bodyslam her!” His girlfriend matches the pose from the crowd.
Not even 30 seconds in, Celia demolishes the chunky man without rhythm. A quick game over if you’ve ever seen one.
“P-Playing on *Extreme* isn’t fair…” Thug Omaco complains.
“That’s the standard for competitive.” Celia glares at the slob.
“Hahahaha! Don’t count your chickens before they hatch. I’ll show you what the true standard looks like.” Thug P jumps into the game, replacing her boyfriend. “—Paralyzing Marathon— Portha will drag you through the mud!”
“It was only one song, but fine. I didn’t break a sweet.” Celia stretches before getting ready.
This goes as well as the last challenge, it’s a total demolition. But at least Thug P tried to play on Extreme…
“How the hell don’t you miss anything?! Aaaaagh!!!” Thug Portha scratches her head rapidly.
“…” Celia is a bit grumpy for having her time wasted.
“We’re so dead now. Without the hedgehog, our boss...” Thug Omaco looks dismayed!
“Why do you want to play if you suck so much…?” You wonder.
“W-Why don’t you try it yourself, wisecrack?!” Thug Portha doesn’t like your question.
“Not with you around. Leave us alone.” You and the hedgehog frown.
