As you might suppose (then again, you might not suppose it), the professor must needs go back.
To that little town. On that street. Where those two mean brutes were.
But then I decided against it.
These two PL’ers would fetch them–for sure!
Of course, I watched from hiding as Schwarz and Manly-Man approached those two troublemakers.
“Hey,” the girl said, when they were in range. “Where you going?”
“Same place as you,” Schwarz replied, without thinking.
“You sure about that?” Manly-Man asked, turning to Schwarz. “We doesn’t know where these honeybuttses is going, does we? Maybe they’s going down.”
Schwarz thought about that for a second. “Yeah! Chickit!”
“Hey!” This time, it was the fellow. “Jane asked you a question: Where are you two creeps going?”
“And you better answer Rob,” Jane nodding, an evil look on her face. She was smoking again.
Rob stepped forward in a threatening manner.
“I’m not going to ask aga–”
Without warning, Manly-Man shoved him back. “Get out of my face, dude.”
Schwarz laughed. “Bet you’re going to have to ask again…’cause I forgot your question!”
Now, Rob wasn’t too happy about getting shoved.
So he retaliated.
With a swing to Manly-Man’s head.
Manly-Man blocked, sending Rob spinning away and straight into a streetlight.
The professor was watching a battle, and I was quite happy about it. Truly.
As soon as Jane saw that Rob was down, she fled.
Manly-Man and Schwarz returned to where I was stationed.
“So,” Schwarz said. “Really?
“Yeah,” Manly-man seconded. “You really had trouble with them?”
In truth, this is true: the professor must reevaluate his battle skills.