Restraints and a toy

Ink reached into her box and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. She twirled them on her finger expertly and grinned menacingly at Ann. "All right!" she said. Then she started laughing. "BWAAAHAHAHA! What have you got there, bitch?" Ann had gotten a large rubber fist in her cardboard box. It wobbled stupidly as Ann held it. "Well, this sucks." said Ann.

Now it was time to fight. The two girls advanced from their corners. Ink was trying to get a chance to use her handcuffs, but Ann kept evading her and swinging the fist.

Finally Ink lunged a bit too desperately, trying to secure Ann's wrist in the cuffs, and left herself open. Ann swung her "weapon" as hard as she could and smacked ink in the face with it. Ink was stunned, and held her hand to her cheek which had gone instantly red. Who would have thought it would hurt so much.

Ann grinned. "Who's laughing now, you dumbass poser?"