//------------------------------// // Chapter 7 // Story: Under Pressure // by RockSteadyRolla //------------------------------// Bolt was dreaming... No, it was a flashback within a dream. The beginning that spawned his distrust. Bolt ran down an empty hall with a bundle of cloth wrap around a long object. Coming up on some double doors, leaning in with his shoulder, he burst through and stopped in the center of what looked like the gym. "Yo, I got it! Ha! Now we hang it up at Homecoming, showing we succeeded where they failed!" Bolt looked around and noticed no one around. "Hey! Where are you guys?!" at that moment Bolt felt ill intent aimed at his person. He was about to dodge but he moved too late and was struck in the head. Bolt couldn't stay awake due to the sudden strike and fell to the ground, passing out. *Crackle* Bolt stirs from the crackling noise. *Crackle* *Pop* *CRASH* Bolt jolts up from the loud sound. "What?!" grabbing his still pounding head, he scanned his surroundings only to find it on fire. "THE FUCK!!! Why is the gym on fire?!" he stood up shakily, holding his head. "Gotta bounce, before I get grilled..." Bolt looks around and spots the exit leading outside. Bolt wobbles towards the doors leading outside. "Damn... What happened and who hit me? Did I walk into an arson attempt?" he looks around. "Correction: successful attempt." getting closer to the exit Bolt started to hear sirens and was relieved, knowing he would be saved. As he passed under the basketball goal, he heard metal threads snap. Looking up, he watched as the last metal thread snaps on the cable holding the goal up. Noticing the force of the cable swinging towards him like a whip, Bolt's instinct kicked in full force and he jumped back but not fast enough, as the edge of the cable slashed his torso from shoulder to hip. "AAAHHHH!!!!! DAMNIT!!! FUCK!!!" he clutched his chest and fell to his knees in pain. "Shit!!! I got to get out." Bolt said weakly as he started to crawl towards the exit but a sound that he didn't care to hear. The moment he looked up, the goal with some of the roof fell on him, pinning him on his back. "AAGGHHHH!!! Why?" weakly, he tried pushing it off, but no luck. "Dammit!" As he struggled, a glint caught his eye, a sharp metal rod. Watching it as it dangled, he hoped it would stay in its place, but as soon as he thought that it fell. He could do nothing but watch as the rod made a b-line towards his chest. Bolt's eyes shot open, looking at his surroundings until his eyes land on Applejack with her hand stretched in his direction. "You alright, hun? You were twitching pretty badly there." Applejack asked, placing her hand on his forehead, checking for a fever. "I'm fine. Just a nightmare is all." Bolt gently removed her hand and sat up, seating himself at the edge o the bed in front of Applejack. Wiping his eyes he peers behind her and sees the girls sitting in a circle with a spinning needle arm in the center. "Um... Should I be here for this?" Applejack confused on what he was asking turned around to see what he was staring at and saw the needle. A cog turned in her head as she caught on to his meaning. "We're playing truth or dare, ya perv." she playfully hit his arm, then sat next to him on the bed. "You sure you're ok?" "Right as rain my dear Apple." Bolt gave her a confident smile and watched the girls play as Dash spun the needle. As the needle started to slow, he noticed it's intended stop direction and like magic, it stopped on him. Bolt looked up to see the most devilish grin on Dash's face. "Alright, Bolt. Truth or dare?" Dash asked. "Dare." Bolt hunched over with his arms on his legs. Rainbow Dash knew this was coming so she had a trump card. "I see, well I can only use this once but it'll be worth it. Bolt, I dare you to only select truth or the rest of the night and answer my truth question now." "Damn..." to say he was surprised was an understatement, he was completely floored. "Alright, fine. What do you want to know?" Dash gave a devilish grin. "Bolt, are you a virgin." Without missing a beat, Bolt answered. "No" A stunned silence. Rainbow Dash snapped out of her shock. "Really?! Was it anybody we know?" "Yes, really and no, you don't know her." Bolt look around to see Sunset, Fluttershy and Twilight still stunned at this revelation. He noticed Rarity gearing up to ask a question he knew was coming. "And no, I have not slept with Treezy or Vinyl." Rarity back down after having the question on her mind answered. Looking at the clock, Bolt saw it was 9:04, meaning he had been sleeping for about 2 hours. The next 3 hours went on with more games Pinkie pulled out and Bolt had to admit, he was having a good time. As 12 hit everyone was out like a light. Bolt, still woke looked to the ceiling as Spike and Fluttershy took the liberty of using him as a body pillow. While lost in thoughts about The Dazzlings take-over plan, he heard movement and saw Twilight get out of bed and out the room. A little later he saw Sunset follow suit. Looking at the time, Bolt decided to get up and head home. After a minute of prying off Fluttershy, he grabbed spike and placed him next to her. Bolt leaned against the wall at the kitchen's entrance and listened in on the end of their conversation. After hearing a scream, Bolt turns to enter but was caught off guard by Maud appearing. "Good God! Maud?!" he yelled in a low tone trying not to wake anybody. "Oh, Bolt. Did you want to come to my room and sleep?" Maud asked in her usual tone. "No, Maud. I was heading home. I'll take an indefinite rain check on that." Bolt refused and started thinking. 'Maybe she just wants to talk about rock all night, that could be what she meant earlier too.' "Hmm. It's not a no." Maud once again presses up against him again, but this time she grabs a handful of his crotch. "And we'll have fun, I promise." 'IT'S NOT ABOUT ROCKS, IT'S NOT ABOUT ROCKS! IT'S ABOUT MY ROCK! ... SHIT!!! THINK ABOUT ROCKS, THINK ABOUT ROCKS!!!' Bolt screamed in his as he calmed himself before reaching quarter mast in her grip. Maud's grip slightly tightened and released. "I see, there were three pulses. I see he's raring to go." she removed her hand and kissed Bolt on the cheek. "My door's always open for you." once again, she walks off down the hall into her room, cracking her door to make a point. 'I need to be careful, or I will walk through that door and won't be seen for a week!' Shaking the thoughts out of his head and walked into the kitchen. "Yo." Sunset saw Bolt walking towards Twilight and herself. "Bolt? What are you doing up?" "About to head home. Don't need to explain why I'm here in the morning to old man Igneous." Bolt walk toward the fridge, opening it, he looks around and pulls out a small carton of strawberry milk. "Where did you get that?! All I saw was whip cream!" Sunset asked. Bolt opened his carton and looked at Sunset. "I spend almost all the free time I have with the pink menace... Not by choice, I might add, but enough to know how things work around her, her home and her general area. I just stop questioning it." he finished by taking a drink. "And plus, I just wanted strawberry milk and I got it." "You're telling me, that if I think of what I want it will appear in the fridge?" Sunset stood there disbelieving. "I will have to agree with Sunset Shimmer, Bolt. There is no way that's possible, especially without magic." Twilight explained. Bolt just shrugged and tilted his carton towards the fridge, indicating them to try it. "Alright, I will." Sunset walked pass Bolt and up to the fridge. 'I want a chocolate shake.' she thought as she opened the fridge door. She looked around preparing to turn and tell Bolt off until her eyes locked onto a glass filled with chocolate milkshake topped with whipped cream and a cherry. She pulled it out of the fridge with a stunned look on her face. "H-h-how?" With another shrug, Bolt walked over to the trash bin and threw his empty carton away. "The machinations of Miss Pinkamina's mind is a mystery that I feel should be left as thus: a mystery. Anywho." he strolled past Twilight, ruffling her hair on the way to the front hallway. "I'm outta here, I'll see you, my pretties at school tomorrow." stopping for a bit, Bolt turned around. "Oh! And quit over thinking things. If all you have to do is sing? Then sing." "Now then. Go get some sleep, we got a stupid day ahead of us." before he could turn around, the sound of paws and jingling was heard rushing down the hall. Next thing Bolt saw was Spike jumping towards his chest. "Spike?! What jostled your fur?" he asked as he pulled Spike off and sat him on the floor. "Well, I saw you weren't sleeping and thought you were heading home." Spike answered, pawing at the back of his head. "In which I am." Bolt raised his brow. "Well, I was wondering if I could come with you?" "Now, Spike." Twilight stepped up to Spike and picked him up. "You can't go bothering Bolt and besides we all need to get some sleep." "Oh, right... Sorry, Bolt..." Spike apologized as his feature drooped into sadness. "*sigh* It's fine Sparkplug and plus, it's not healthy for a young male to be surrounded by estrogen every day, all day." Bolt plucked spike from Twilight's arms and placed him on his head. "Wasn't like I was gonna say no anyway." "If you're okay with it... But Spike, behave!" Twilight sternly stated. Before Spike could answer, Bolt did. "No promises. Let's go pup bro!" With that Bolt headed towards the with Spike in tow. A little down the way, Bolt and Spike are walking side by side on the orange-lit sidewalk. "After that, I kinda messed up my elbow to the point that I couldn't straighten my arm, and not to mention the gash on the inner part of my elbow was a pain the ass too. Hard to clean a wound if you can get to it but I found a way." "Woah. Wait, why didn't you tell your grandparents and go to the hospital?" Bolt shrugged. "Didn't want to worry them. I just played it off as joint pain from playing backyard sports." "Oh, ok. Still seems kinda foolish to let an injury like that go unchecked." "Hey hey hey! It all worked out in the end! And look..." Bolt threw a right hook, which was followed by a light breeze. "I still punch with the best of them." "Well well well, lookie what we have boys! A wannabe boxer and his sissy poodle." both Bolt and Spike turn around to see boys walking towards them. "No way... Why are they here?" Spike whispered to himself. Bolt heard and was now curious about who these new players that jump in his bonding session with pup bro. The first one he noticed on the right had bright white skin and long pink spiky hair. 'And a major case of pink eye, sheesh.' he thought as he looked at the boy on the far left, he had grey skin, a little lighter his own, and a two-tone green devilock. 'Damn you, you bass playing bastard!' And lastly, Bolt eye the one in the center, his skin tone was red and an orange fin styled mohawk crested his head. Looking at the three of them, he noticed they wore identical clothes save for the t-shirt colors ranging from pink, green, and tan, other than that, same jeans, same kicks and matching jackets with a dragons head etched on the front and sleeve. After his analyst of them, Bolt took one final look at the one in the center and noticed a glaring oversight. "Damn son, that's a mean ass overbite! I mean jeez, you can cut cans with that tooth!" Everyone was stunned at what Bolt just blurted out. No one said a word until Spike couldn't hold back anymore. "Pffftt!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!" "I mean, damn boy, I hope you were never breastfed. If so, yo moms had tits of steel." Bolt followed up while Spike was rolling around the ground. "You punk! Don't you know who I am?!" the supposed leader yell. Bolt raised an eyebrow. "One-bite Man?" Bolt answered "Why yo-" Bolt cut him off and started singing. "~You'll never find, blum blum blum blum, an overbite like mines.~" with that the two lackeys broke and joined Spike in laughter. "I bet that motherfucker could shred a tank tread!" If he wasn't red in the face before he sure was now. "You! Forget you!" the red turned and stormed off with his lackeys stumbling behind him, holding their stomachs and cackling behind him. "That was hilarious!" "Hell, if he wanted to jone, should've come full tilt." Bolt shrugged as he and Spike enter his front door. "Jone?" Bolt looked down at Spike who in turn stared back in confusion. "Damn, I forgot. You're basically from the Uptown part of Equestria... Jone or Joning is an inner city term for making fun of someone... severely." locking the door behind them, Bolt made his way to the sunken living room, taking off his shirt, and tossed it to where ever it may land and plopped down on the sofa with his arm spread across the back of it. Spike was not too far behind, as he jumped down on to the sofa next to him. "So, care to tell me who our friend was? Seems like you recognized him." "He's no friend of mines, he's a jerk at home and seems to be a jerk here." Spike folded his paw with a huff. "Hmm... This jerk gotta name?" "Yeah, It's Garble. He's the leader of a group of teenage dragons back in Equestria." "Sounds like you got a story to tell." "Well..." Spike began to tell Bolt the of his experience during the dragon migration. To say Bolt was interested would put it mildly, he took in every detail the little dragon-pup gave out. From Fire belching, tail wrestling, king of the hoard and lava diving, it all sounds pretty fun to him... well, until smashing phoenix eggs came into play. "So wait, you're telling me that at the end of the day, you got a Phoenix, a mythological bird of revival... as a pet? And named it Peewee?" Spike could only paw the back of his head shyly. "Yeah, funny how that happens." "That is so cool! Spike, I don't care what anyone says. Having a Phoenix for a pet has gotta be the most ballin' thing ever!" Spike smiled "Thanks, Bolt." after his thanks, his smiling face morphed into a contemplative one. Noticing Spike's demeanor change, Bolt leaned forward resting his arms on his knees, facing the black screen of the T.V. "So, now we come to the part of 'Why is Garble human and not I?' Right?" Spike just nodded "Thought so. So, what's your take on all this?" "Well, after coming back as a dog for the second time I kind of accepted that ponies become human and dragons become dogs ... But after seeing Garble has a human counterpart..." "Now you wonder why are you a dog and if your counterpart's a dog as well?" Bolt rubbed his chin in thought. "Hmm... I'd have to say you do have a human counterpart. Doesn't make sense to have half of the dragon population dogs and the other half human." "Then, why am I a dog?" "From your story, I can make out two things. First: dragons aren't sub-servant to ponies and Second... Spike, how do you stack yourself up against Twilight and the girls?" Spike thought about it. "As you know, Twilight and rest are amazing. They go off on awesome adventures to save the world, being heroes! And me?" he looks down at his paws. "Spike, are you saying that you're always on the back burner?" Bolt asked, looking back at Spike, never changing his posture. "Yes, no... I... I don't know. Sometimes it feels like I'm just there, you know? just to be or like I forced myself into their all-girls adventure." "So, you're saying that on those adventures you tagged along, you never took center stage?" Bolt raised his eyebrow. "Well, I did save the Crystal Kingdom." Bolt eyes widened. "A whole kingdom!" Spike nodded. "Spike, that's a worthwhile endeavor right there!" "Yeah, but it's just one kingdom compared to the world." Spike let out a heavy sigh. "*sigh* Spike, what do you see yourself as next to Twilight? Not Dash, not Pinkie, nor Shy, Apple, or Rarity. Not even Sunset, just Twilight." Bolt asked giving Spike a serious look. Spike contemplated for a while before answering. "I'm Twilight's most faithful assistant." Spike puffed with pride. "Hmm..." Bolt rose to his feet and stood in front of Spike. "Alright Spike, I need you to close your eyes and think about all the things you've done, all your vices and virtues, needs and wants, and last, your accomplishments and failures. Don't compare yourself to anyone but your own reflection." Hearing the sternness in Bolt's voice, Spike nods and does exactly as he said. Bolt stood and watched Spike's breathing relax into a calm rhythm. Five minutes passed as Bolt watched Spike's facial expressions change from sadness, disappointment, fear, and joy. A moment later Bolt felt a pulse radiating from Spike and next thing he knows he blinded by a bright flash. "Hey Bolt, did you feel that?" Spike asked. A little dazed by the light slowly opens his eyes to see a naked purple skinned boy with green hair sitting on his couch with his eyes closed. "Feel it? I saw it and I see something else as well. Open your eyes, take a look at yourself." Spike slowly opens his and the first thing he sees is Bolt, smirking down at him. Next thing he rose his arms and was shocked to see hands. Bolt stood, with mild fascination as Spike studied himself. 'My thoughts were on the money then... Twilight's been in the light while Spike could only bask in her shadow. *sigh* Is this the results of being brought up by Celestia?' lost in thought Bolt shook his head. 'I guess being taught by a goddess makes you feel you got a lot prove.' just as Bolt finished his musing, he saw Spike about inspect a very personal area. "Spike, no!!!" Spike instantly stopped himself. "What?!" "Now is not the time to "Discover yourself", besides I can assure you human and dragon anatomy is completely different but works the same way." Bolt walked out of the sunken area. "Now, follow me so I can find you something to sleep in, we gotta long day tomorrow." Spike nodded and followed Bolt upstairs. "*Yawn* What's taking them?" Bolt asked leaning against the stair's railing with his arms folded. "They'll show up soon, it's not like Twilight to be late." Spike assured him while playing a hand-held game. Bolt looked to Spike and the outfit he wore, it was a blast from the past, dark blue jean shorts with a vinyl Spiderman comic panel patch on the right pocket and a red rhino surrounded by a spiderweb stitched on the back left pocket, a light blue tee shirt with a man with an afro skateboarding while holding a ghetto blaster printed on and the same red rhino on the back of the shirt right below the collar, tan boots adorned the young drake's feet and to top it off were his old black goggles in which spike wore around his neck. Bolt was about to respond but was cut off by someone calling his name. "Bolty! Hey!!" he turned to see a girl with light grey skin tone, golden wall-eyes, and blonde hair running towards him. Knowing who she was, Bolt walked to the bottom of the steps and waited for what he knew was coming and true to his prediction, the girl tripped forward right before reaching the stairs and almost hit the concrete until Bolt caught her. "You saved me again, hehe." "Dizzy, I've told you not to run on anything with a hard surface, only in the grass... away from trees and any type of bush." Bolt chided helping her up to only get crushed in a back breaking hug. "But I really wanted to see you. You've been so busy at home, that I rarely get to." Bolt just sighed at her explanation. Easing up her hold, she noticed Spike sitting on the steps watching everything play out. "Oh! Hello, my name is Ditzy Doo, what's yours?" Ditzy asked with the brightest smile she could dish out. "Um... It's me, Spike." he could only sigh as he seen her face draw a blank. "*sigh* I was Twilight's dog?" "Silly you can't be Twilight's dog, you're human." she responded as innocently as possible. Bolt had to suppress the urge to facepalm at her assessment. "Ahem!" Bolt cleared his throat to reign her attention. "Aren't you registering for the battle of the bands?" "Oh! You're right I'm late!" she exclaimed as she looked at her watch. "I gotta go!" Ditzy let go of Bolt and tried to run up the stairs. "Hold it!" Bolt yelled stopping her a step above him. "*sigh* I just told you not to run and here you trying to run off. Anyway, turn around." she does as Bolt says and faces him, locking her eyes with his... well as best as she could. With another sigh, Bolt reached out and started smoothing out the rough spots in her hair, then straightens her collar and tie, next he gently tugged on the cuffed edges of her sleeves and bottom of her shirt, patted carefully around skirt as to not touch anywhere inappropriate, and then knelt down to adjust her socks. "Notice these things, Dizzy." he stood back up and gave a once over before flicking her forehead. "And I said NO RUNNING." he growled out. Clutching her forehead, she giggled. "Sorry, I forgot." "It's fine, just go get ready." "What about you? Aren't you participating?" "Don't worry about me, I'll be right behind you." Bolt reassured as he pats her head. With a nod, she walks off into the school. "So you know Ditzy Do?" Spike asked as e stood up and stretched. "Knew her before I moved here." Bolt answered. "Part of the reason I'm here at all." Spike looks to Bolt in confusion. "What do you mean?" "I'll tell you later when everyone is in one spot and together." "Well well well, if it isn't our handsome tour guide." Bolt and spike look down the stairs to see Adagio, Aria, and Sonata approaching. "Ah! Sorry, it seems I forgot your name." Adagio stated condescendingly. Bolt raised an eyebrow. "Don't really remember giving it out. Unless you count Bacon bit or Celestia calling my name over the P.A. system." Adagio swatted her hand indicating that she is not interested in Bolt's explanation. "Anywho, It seems your friends made quite the showing yesterday." Placing a hand close to her chin, she continued. "Going on about how we won't get away with whatever scheme we were planning and that friendship is magic or such trash." "*sigh* Well they're not the only ones who see this obvious thing you've got going on. The aggression the other students are giving off isn't natural at all and it happened so suddenly the moment you three arrived." Bolt shrugged after his reasoning. He spared a glance towards Aria and Sonata, who in turn flinch at his gaze, remembering what happened yesterday. 'Damn, didn't mean to lash out at them like I did... Can't change what happened though, If I can I'll apologize after all this blows over.' Bolt thought as he locked eyes with Adagio. "Anyway, whatever you have planned, I'll let the girls deal with it." An amused smirk graced Adagio lips. "Oh? It seems you have a lot of faith in them. So if that's the case, let's say we beat them? Then what?" "You face me and I wipe you out." Bolt said in an even tone. Aria and Sonata blanch at Bolt declaration of their destruction know full well he could, while Adagio laughs as she approaches him and places a hand on his chest. "I gotta say, I find that bravado of yours really attractive." with that said she removes her hand and walks towards the school door, pushing Spike out the way. "See you later Bolt. Let's go girls." Aria and Sonata follow suit behind Adagio while avoiding Bolt's gaze. Once the Dazzlings disappear into the school, Spike lets out a breath he's been holding in. "Man, that was tense. How did you keep a straight face?" Spike asked as he stood, dusting his self off. "Use to it" Bolt gave a quick answer. "I did take on an entire school full of students who had it out for me during my freshman year." "Whoa... That must have been awesome! What happened?! How did it start?! How many was it?!" Spike peppered Bolt with tons of question but was interrupted by another familiar voice. "Bolt!" Both Bolt and Spike turn to see Twilight and the girl running towards them. After reaching the landing, they all stood for a minute to catch their breath. "Sorry we're late, we were just trying to get some last minute practice in." "It's fine, you made it with enough time to spare." Bolt reassures. "Good." Twilight and the other girls breathe out a sigh of relief. At that moment though, Twilight notices something. "Where's Spike?" "What?" Bolt asks while raising an eyebrow. "Where is Spike, Bolt?! Did you lose him?! Is he lost?!" Twilight started to move about in a panic. "What if he's hurt?! What if someone caught him to do experiments on to see how he can talk?!" All the girls started to grow worried for the small pup and Bolt just slapped his palm against his face. "Twilight..." Bolt called out but she was still in a panic. "Twilight! TWILI- Oh fuck it!" Bolt walked in front of Twilight flicked her forehead, causing her to stop her panicking to tend the pain as Bolt placed a hand on the top of her head and turned her in Spike direction. "Girls, meet Spike." Spike could only shyly wave. "Hey Girls." To say they were floored would be an understatement. "But how?" Sunset manages to ask what everybody wanted to. "I'll explain later, right now we need to get inside seeing as I'm a part of the opening act." Bolt closed Twilight's hanging jaw and preceded into the school with the others following close behind. "Rarity." Rarity snaps her head and looks at Bolt. "Change of plans. Were you able to finish plan V? Plan L is not gonna get the point I want to make, across." "Of course darling, I finished it days ago." Bolt nods "Good, come help me with it and Spike?" Spike looks up at Bolt. "Go grab Vinyl and tell her to get the stage ready for plan V." Spike nodded and dashed off wondering what plan V was. "Well then ladies go grab a good seat, I'm starting big right out the gate." Bolt and Rarity walk-off in a direction opposite of the auditorium. Under the stage, Bolt stood on a platform, preparing for his opening act. "*Zzzt* Bolt? Can you read me?*Zzzt*" Bolt reached up to the earpiece, tapping a button to respond to the person on the line. "Perfectly Vinyl. What's up?" "*Zzzt*Just letting you know everyone is here and seated and of course the targets are here as well.*Zzzt* "Good and Spike?" "*Zzzt*Right next to me waiting for your signal.*Zzzt*" "Cool, when the troublesome duo are done with the opening, we start." "*Zzzt*Aye, aye!*Zzzt*" Standing next to the stage, the Girls conversed with each other. "So, anyone else curious as to what plan V is?" Rainbow Dash asked, as Snips and Snails performed. "Oh! Think it has something to do with vanilla?!" Pinkie excitedly shrieked. "Ah highly doubt that Pinkie, but if it's better than this?" Applejack pointed to the stage, as Snips and Snails finish. "I'll take it anytime." All the girls nodded as Snips and Snails made their way down the ramp. "There's no way your boyfriend's gonna be able to top that mad flow." Snips cockily informed. "Heh heh heh, Yeah." Snails agreed Rainbow Dash was about to defend Bolt but the opening to Bolt's piece started, silencing everyone. [Saliva By Viktor Vaughn] It's only dust! Get him! "Great balls of fire!!!" Bolt shot out of the stage floor shocking everyone watching(booyaka). His appearance was what caught everybody's attention as well. He had on baggie black jeans, a purple and gold basketball jersey with Canterlot stitched on the chest and the number 18 under it, while Bolt was stitched on the back along with the number 18, three gold neckless, and on his face a steel mask that covered from his forehead to his nose.(A/N think Full Frontal's mask.) "Guess who just crawled out the muck or mire" "That could make you trust a motherfuckin liar" "A real shuck n' jiver" "Bolt never been a duck n' diver" "He spit on the mic, yuck, saliva" "Hold it like a drunk driver hold a CB on a sharp turn" "Still clutchin' his chest from the heartburn" "What's your handle? I need a Zantac, ock" "And thanks before I blank into anaphylactic shock" "Rock the disco" "Chocolate on a crisco ho" "Cock diesel" "And still tell a joke like Joe Piscopo" "Tell em the basics" "Basically, break the Matrix" "And just for kicks, make em gel like Asics" "That's why they actin standoffish" "Eat the beat by hand like canned raw crawfish" "Can you please pass the cocktail sauce?" "You might as well know, hell is hot as hell boss" "Tell my horse" "He said broads call me Bolty" "I make sure I throws em back if they's too scrawny" "Or boney, phony MCs use a stand-in" "Leave him hangin like if I ain't know where his hands been" "Hussy, how bout we bloody up your just for me" "Bust a knee" "Then go finish study, a plush degree" "True victory, a new sick story" "I never met a chick that was too thick for me" "Holy Moses, my old earth know me closest" "On how I played the back and stayed bent like scoliosis" "It's no puzzle" "You can ask Doc Zizmor" "The slow guzzle got your nizzle crooked like Biz's jaw" "Drink like a fishy, she wish she was a Pisces" "Live since back when 25 cents Icees" "Used to turn your tongue the color red" "Now they want to fill ya full of lead" "What the fuck that young fella said?" "What kid?" "It's Bolt the red blooded" "Do yourself a favor or come on, get head butted" "Yoke him if he run" "I'll be there in a jiffy son" "With the flame suppressor like off the 151" "Quit your bitchin, or get *BLAUW* in your babble-box" "Punishment for drysnitchin', so now eat this Travel Fox" "You'll be aight once it pass through your yellow belly" "Only thing he said was can you please pass the jelly" "Homo say what? Like a promo play the cut" "On the late night, before you touch the mic, get your weight right" "A lot of crews like to act like a violent mob" "They really need to just shut the fuck up like Silent Bob" "Either that or get smoked like hickory" "Should squash the beef and go wash their teeth quickly" "Know the stee, write a rhyme like a mystery" Bolt made motions as if he was signing his name in the air. "And sign it on the bottom in calligraphy, "Searing B!" Bolt turned to face the crowd after his final sweep with the B in his name, snapping his fingers and pointing to Adagio. Unknown to only Bolt, after snapping his fingers, his air signature ignited into electricity, then faded. Nobody said anything, then everyone stood and cheered for Bolt's performance. Bolt maintained eye contact with Adagio and mouthed. "Your turn." while removing his mask.