Chaaarge!

Alright.

That was a pretty awful start in the match but Sylphid will soon regret dearly that she didn’t do something more substantial to me when she had the chance.

The moment the penalty ran out I sprang into action.

Right. I made this whole thing way more complicated then it needed to be. When all was said and done there was only to boldly charge ahead. I steeled my resolve and attacked Sylphid with a valiant warcry.

Only to fall flat on my face.

Oh, right.

Pants, ankles.

Above me, Sylphid was giggling. It appeared as if the entire arena was joining in as well. Even Ben was having a riot.

“Oof! Things just don’t want to go Mari’s way this match! Someone should probably tell him that this is not a slapstick battle! But if it was, he would definitely be champion!”

Har! Har! Very funny!

“Oh, you are simply too much, Handsome!”, Sylphid laughed so hard that she had to hold her stomach.

Meanwhile my face was turning redder and redder. This was a nightmare, only I don’t think I will wake up anytime soon.

“Don’t worry, accident happen to the best of us...it’s just...to trip with your pants around your ankles..and your butt is just sticking...upwards...pffft! ahahahahahahaha”

“Grr, will you stop laughing! This isn’t funny!”

“For the record, I do feel it is important to inform our contestants that “laughing yourself to dead due to your opponents clumsy antics” is not counted as suicide. Please be careful, Mari!”

“Alright, alright.” Sylphid chuckled and rubbed a tear out of her eyes. “Tell you what, loose the pants. I’m feeling nice, so I allow you to keep your underwear...for now.”

“What the hell? You expect me to strip myself?”

“You are already doing a pretty good job at that...pfft…” Sylphid barely managed to suppress another giggling barrage. “But if you are feeling lucky, go on and try that whole pants pull up thing and see what happens.” She smirked at me.

This is just me getting stripped with extra steps. I glared angrily at Sylphid.

My opponent replied to my glare with a smug grin. “I promise, I won’t do anything until you have fixed your pants situation. Come on, I wait...but not for long.”

Trying to pull my pants up is just asking for trouble. Do I have **** but to go along with Sylphid’s demands?