After being thrown around, over, and over and over again, Dave was completely exasperated. Not at the child, but himself for not being able to land a solid hit on the kid.
"I guess I shouldn't play around anymore," Dave said.
"So, you were playing around, I thought you were learning new ways to break your fall, on your face." Ralph grinned.
"Yeah, keep laughing, it's just that I'm not good against throws, I need to learn more martial arts. Alright, kid, try again," Dave said.
Dave walked up to the kid, and instead of throwing a fully extended punch, he threw a halfhearted one.
The kid grabbed at Dave's extended arm, wanting to throw him once again, but he didn't find any leverage, Dave was not leaning forward and his center of gravity was firmly poised against the kid's throw.
Dave's fingers latched onto the kid's shoulder like vices. "I got you now, sorry but this is going to hurt," Dave said and lifted the kid from his shoulder with one arm.
