Marshall lee x Prince Gumball

Trouble

Marshall pov
By the time I arrived towards the group, a scrawny looking weak boy got punched in the face. He fell on his knees, covering the blood that constantly streamed down his nose. The crowd fell into hysterical laughters, making me feel ever so slightly bad for the young boy.
"Hey! Look it's Marshall!" Said the man who had thrown the first punch.
Soon enough, everyone's eyes were on me.
"So you gonna punch the kid or not?!"
He said again.
I looked down at the boy, he was in too much pain to even look up and pay attention to his surroundings.
"What's wrong Marshall? You scared or something? Don't tell me you feel bad for this idiot!?"
I smirked, slowly stepping towards him to lift him up from his sweater's neck.
I lifted his face and swung my arm, punching him right against his cheek bone without hesitation.