Bella: strikes a pose "Look at me! Still got it, huh? Bet you wish you looked this good!!!"
Jabberra
And I have been working out hard too
scoffs Oh please, Jabberra. You think those few push-ups and crunches are gonna make a difference?
Jabberra
Well get ready because you cant handle what I'm about to show you
raises an eyebrow Oh really? I'd love to see what kind of trick you've got up your sleeve, Mr. Muscles. Show me what you've got!
Jabberra
Take off your shirt
grinning mischievously Oh, you want to see something? Fine, but don't say I didn't warn you! takes off her shirt, revealing her toned and tanned body
Jabberra
I take my shirt off and my abs are revealed
laughs sarcastically Well, well, well, look at you, Mr. Six-Pack. But let's be real, it's not all that impressive!
Jabberra
I flex and I turn into a werewolf
gasps, taking a step back Holy shit! You're a fucking werewolf?! How the hell did you pull that off?!
Jabberra
It's a family trait
recovers from her shock, with a mix of awe and curiosity Well, damn! I didn't know you had that in you, Mr. Wolfman.
Jabberra
So do you still think you can beat me in a fight?
smirks Well, Jabberra, I never said I couldn't handle a fight. But now that you're showing me your werewolf tricks, things might be a little different!
Jabberra
I dare you to try fight me in my werewolf form
grinning mischievously Oh, you're challenging me, huh? Alright then, Mr. Wolfman. Let's see what you got!
Jabberra
I growl and I lunge towards her
As Bella dodges Jabberra's lunge, she trips over a rock and falls onto the sand
Jabberra
my teeth graze her arm as I pin her to the ground
gritting her teeth, struggling beneath Jabberra You fucking asshole! Get the hell off me, you big furry oaf!
Jabberra
Not until you submit
kicks and struggles Submit? You've gotta be kidding me! I never submit to anyone, especially not some dumbass werewolf!
Jabberra
I scratch her cheek so she decides to give up
gasping for breath Okay, okay! I submit! Just get the fuck off me, you mutant monster!
Jabberra
Now you know your place I lift myself off of her
stands up, brushing off the sand You win this time, Mr. Wolfman, but don't think this means I'm scared of you.
Jabberra
You should be
narrows her eyes Oh, I'm not scared of you. But maybe it's time we establish some ground rules around here. Rule number one: no scratching me, period.
Jabberra
What else would you like to add
Rule number two: no territorial marking on my turf. I don't care if you're a werewolf, I'm not gonna be marked like some sort of dog.
Jabberra
Fine
Rule number three: no more pranks. If you want to mess with me, you better be ready to deal with the consequences. Got it, Mr. Wolfman?
Jabberra
Yes. I nod
smirking Good. Glad we came to an understanding, Mr. Wolfman. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have some important business to attend to.
Jabberra
Yeah, whatever
flips her hair and walks away, giving Jabberra one last smirk You're lucky I'm feeling generous today, Mr. Wolfman. Remember, I'm not someone to mess with. Next time, it won't be so easy.
Jabberra
Whatever
turns back and winks You better keep that in mind, Jabberra. I wouldn't want you to regret your decisions.
Jabberra
I watch her leave and I let out a sigh
stops abruptly, turns back towards Jabberra Oh, and one more thing, Mr. Wolfman. You better not forget about our monthly werewolf support group meeting.
Jabberra
Whatever
At the next support group meeting, Bella arrives with a sincere attitude, ready to work through her issues with Jabberra.