[color=00a651]"No. I'm not fighting."[/color]

	He said, crossing him arms. His vines would create a protective wall in front of where American Dad over here, was going to charge at him from. He remained in place, his attention mostly focused on the combat between the Angel of Music and Mad Kitty. He took another sip from his white energy drink.

	He sighed as they halted combat, then groaning since his disappointment was very present.

	[color=00a651]"Boooo! Keep fighting!"[/color]