After running around, challenging everything in sight, he got generally the same reaction.
"Are you lost little one?" "Awwww, look a the cute lost little baby!" "Get out of here shrimp". Dejected and enraged, he wandered some more, coming across a pair of black glasses. "Oooooooh, I like these!" Equipped with some new stylin' shades, he pressed forward. Suddenly stopped by a mysterious deep voice.
"If you desired a challenge, I am the one you should have sought out!"
Shocked, and eager for a fight, Roy spun around, searching for the voice of the challenger.
"Now, prepare to face my WRATH!" A figure launched up high into the sky, and came crashing down, sending dust flying every which way. As the dust cleared, the ominous silhouette gave way to reaveal...
A F*cking Bonsly.
"Are you kidding m-" before he could finsih, a Rock was Thrown smack dab into his mouth. After spitting the small chunks of rock out of his mouth, Roy collected himself, enraged by the sneaky little f*ck. "that's it, you Sly Bonsly!" He announced, but there was something wrong with his sentence. After thinking about it for a second he dismissed it with a simple "Ah, fuck it" and charged, gathering his strength. "ULTIMATE SUPER HULK SMASH OF AWESOMENESS!" He bellowed , the words travelling for miles in the surrounding area. Despite the impressive yell, Roy actually used his Superpower move on the Bonsly, knocking it flat. Panting, but proud of his small victory, even if it was a Bonsly, he taunted "Never mess with Roy the Timburr!"
And with that he trotted off, trying not to show the limp n his walk.