Lock laughed harder as Carver pulled him closer, then shoved him down. He got back up and pumped both fists in the air.

"I'm not the shortest anymore!" he declared. He grinned again. "And speaking of damage resistance..."

Lock tackled Carver, then threw a punch as hard as he could. The orange "flesh" was durable, a little rubbery, even, but he could still feel the metal underneath it. Nevertheless, he was used to it from punching Carver's metal limbs over the years.

Shock rolled her eyes at Carver's announcement.

"[i]Great[/i]," she said. "Now there's [i]three[/i] dumb boys here."

Barrel started to laugh, until he got it.

"Hey!"

Shock grinned, then reached up to pat his head.

"Don't worry," she said sweetly. "Carver's still leagues ahead of both of you."

Lock tripped her with his tail when she wasn't looking. Barrel teamed up with him to shove her away.

"Three on one!" he cried.

Shock collapsed to the ground, but braced herself for an incoming attack from any one of them.

"You think I can't take all of you by myself?"

"One way to find out," Barrel said with a grin.

It didn't take long for him to join the fight.