<strong>Horace Neglee  and Chaumont Butts</strong><br/><br/>Horace had issued lots of ultimatums before. It started at 7 on the play ground. By the time he was 8 he had his pick of box lunches, a pocket full of lunch money and any bike he fancied riding right up to the 6th grade hall. At no time in his career had any ever snapped.<br/><br/>Horace was stunned. Which explained why Lily was kicking his ass so badly as he curled up against the door protecting his nibbly bits from another devastating blow.<br/><br/>Chaumont was still picking his nails when the attack occurred. He was not one to interfere in a personal vendetta.  Besides Horace was attacked by a girl. Surely to god the man could manage one girl.<br/><br/>Horace gasped for breath and screamed in a mezzo soprano, “Get this psycho bitch off me Butts!!”<br/><br/>Butts folded the blade into his pocket and reached for Lily with one hand. His other was peeled back to his shoulder ready to give her a well aimed punch.