"Wow, you've gained weight."

A very flustered and easily angered salmon colored tadpole began to flail in response of such a sudden and rude remark from the older keronian scientist. "Pu! I have not, you're such a liar! Since when do you keep track anyways?!"

"Tch, any idiot with eyes can take one glance at you and see the extra fat you're carrying around. It's obvious." Kululu replied shortly, reaching out to prod the younger's squishy side before pinching the skin.

"Ow! S-stop that, what's wrong with you?!" The young hacker slapped his hand away, retreating from his physical assault.

"Nothing, what's wrong with you? Do you eat because you're unhappy, or are you unhappy because you eat? Ku, ku, ku!" The Sergeant Major turned away from him, hiding his amused grin behind his hand. So easy to make the little tadpole flare up in rage, and that was half the fun. The other half occurred when the screaming and attempts at physical violence started. Such temper for a youth.

"Sh-shut-up, I'm not unhappy, you just peeve me off, Old Man! Don't you have anything better to do than dish out petty and annoying insults at me? Lies, at that!" Tororo crossed his arms in front of his chest, trying to will the heat in his face away. He wasn't overweight, no way! Maybe a little squishy...b-but that was only because he was slacking off a little lately, what with all the projects his platoon gave him to work on, and of course he had to eat, so there was an ample supply of snack food for those late night...

He glanced down over his arms to his protruding tummy, just poking out from under his arms, and it caused the red of his face to brighten even more. It was just a little baby fat, nothing more! Thirty sit-ups and he'd be in perfect condition! He could take on the Old Man anytime, in a battle of wits or physicality!

"You know, if you spent less time pigging out and more time actually learning the software you fling around, you might actually pose a challenge to me, ku ku." More button pushing, Kululu's favorite pastime. Ooh, it was so deliciously easy with this one, he could practically feel the heat radiating off of the tadpole.

"I know my software backwards, Old Man, that's why I can multitask, unlike you! Your corroding old brain can't keep up with everything at once, so clearly you're jealous of my abilities!" Tororo was clearly delusional, but that was okay, because he was adolescent and a small dose of delusion was to be expected.

"Your...abilities? To what, stuff your face and fail when I push one button and undo all of your work?" Kululu snickered out a breathy chuckle. "Perhaps you should spend less time with knowing your software backwards and just focus on understanding it at face-value. Also, your insults suck, you call me old and yet I'm only a few years older than you. But if you want to toss such lame insults, I can stoop to your level temporarily, Squirt."

Ooh, that name! That name, Tororo hated it the most, it sounded so vile and disrespectful and it completely trumped any comments about his weight, his hacking skills, or the food he ate. It was absolutely disgusting and it filled his body with rage he wanted to release onto the Sergeant Major unlike any other. If there was anything in the world he hated more than Kululu, it was the nickname Kululu insisted on calling him.

"Puuuu! Shut-up, shut-up! You sound so stupid, and you're a waste of my time! I have better things to do than stand here and have to tolerate your stupidity and your disgusting scent- it smells like you fell into a vat of curry and soaked in it for a week!" Tororo fanned at the air, seething.

Kululu's glasses shimmered at he turned to face him, a creepy grin as always fixed into place. "Who's been keeping track now?~"

A flurry of angry insults spilled from the tadpole as he took off, desperate to get away from the yellow creep, whose laugh long echoed behind him.