At Least Go Down With Style

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Hooting was heard in the house and it was Eridan, he was cheering over Dualscar whom was arm-wrestling with Jasper.


Both of them gave it all their strength, making it quite difficult for one of them to lose; it took a couple of minutes before Jasper brought down the violet blood's arm, bending it over and smirking in victory. 


"Jesus fuckin' christ my arm!" The pirate complained, sweat running down his temple; his white t-shirt was soaked in sweat as well due to the heat of the room and environment.


Jasper was sweating as well, and surprisingly she had changed clothing, she was wearing a brown crop shirt and magenta sweat pants, "You knew you were gonna lose, why even try." 


Dualscar was so offended he scoffed, "please, i can beat you."


"Try me." Jasper showed him her hand again, making the pirate shake his head.


"Ye almost broke my arm!"


"Oh stop whining, brat."


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A: *will never have enough of this crossover.*

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