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Matsu came back from making snacks and refeshments for them. The boys were still practicing on the dummies.

Matsu: I'm back.

Don and Aiden stopped.

Matsu: I hope you're hungry. I made sandwiches and lemonade.

Aiden: That sounds delicious. From what I tasted breakfast yesterday, this should be great.

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On: Y..y...you ate breakfast. At her house. That she made.

Aiden: Yea. She makes some mean pancakes.

Matsu: I will take that as a compliment.

Aiden: It is.

Matsu: Alright. Don already knows what happens when it comes to snacks. Don't you Don?

Don: Yes.

Matsu: Care to tell him.

Don: You should do it.

Matsu: Very well. Aiden.

Aiden: .......?!

Matsu: In order for you to get your snack..... *Jumps on the table and swings sword* You must go through me.

Don: Im getting better. But I still can't manage to get her.

Aiden: I will try not to lose.

Matsu: You may begin at anytime.

Don and Aiden both looked at each other and started attacking. Matsu will dodge. Anytime they try to reach for the tray of snacks, Matsu will movve them somewhere else. Her dad came out.

Matsu: Morning dad. *Still swinging and dodging*

Justin: Morning sweetie.

Don: Good Morning Sir.
                           ~Same time~
Aiden: Good Morning Sir.

Justin: Matsu. Are you torturing them with the snacks again?

Matsu: No....... *Still attacking and dodging*

Justin: ...........

Matsu: Ok. Yea I am. Its actually funny, now that I think about it. Hehehe

Justin: Haha. Keep up the good work.

Matsu: Yes, sir. *Still swinging*

Justin: You boys also.

Boys: Yes, sir.

Justin smiles and leaves.

After minutes of not being able to go through Matsu, they were tired.

Don: [Huff puff. Huff puff]
                               ~Same time~
Aiden: [Huff puff. Huff puff]

Matsu: *Gets off table* It has appeared you guys have given up. Is that correct?

Don: Yes, ma'am.

Aiden: Yes.

Matsu: Very well. Since you have tried hard to beat me. Y'all can go ahead and grab something to eat. You guys earned it. *Puts sword away* Go ahead and sit.

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