Me: FRICK FRICK FRICK FRICK- *Flying faster than ever*
Ink: *caught up by flying on his blaster* hi. and no, they're mine.
Me: FRICK YOU INK
Ink: *giggles* SEE YA! *Flies off*
Me: Plan B...
Me: ok. PLAN B. BRO'S!
Cups(In airplane): Yo
Mugs(In airplane): hey
Me: Help
Bros(In airplane): Will do.
Me: heheh. *Flying faster and passes Ink*
Ink: WHAT THE FRICK????
Me: Turn around bud
Ink: wha- GRK- *Hit in the face by one of the planes*
Ink: ...
Me: *casually flying, and then sees u* OH IT'S ON. *Flies faster, faster than FRICK*
Ink: I'm just gonna... *whistles, and his paintbrush appears* ok.. *summons a blaster and he hops onto it* let's go.... *he takes off*