Eric's consciousness had had enough of allowing Larry to bounce around on a sugar high. "HEY!" he screamed inwardly. "Roll the freaking dice already!"<br/><br/>Larry stopped bouncing and in an annoying voiced yelled, "Whyyyyy???"<br/><br/>"Because we're gonna play a game!" Eric lied. in all seriousness he was never going to change unless Larry thought a game was involved. The response was as expected, way over the top. "YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY!!! A gameagameagame!" he yelled as he threw the dice.<br/><br/>4<br/><br/>Suddenly, no longer were the goons dodging a hyperactive kid, but a barrage of bullets that a teenage Deadshot was firing at them. "Finally! I can get even with the one eyed freak who's been stealing my business!" he laughed as wave after wave of goons were unlucky enough to be shot down. "Bring it on, Slade!" he cackled as he retreated to the close quarters of the hallway as per BlackHawk's suggestion.