[h2]Steven Diggs - School Quadrangle[/h2]
"AY!" was Steve's cry of annoyance as someone Japanese was able to match him in the True American Loudness Department. He pivoted on his heel, hoisting Annabelle over his shoulder. A smaller man would have collapsed under the weight, but not Steve. He was truly a tank.

And who did he see? Oh, it was another Japanese girl, this one with an eyepatch and a hand in a handbag that had every American Hood Neural Impulse in Steve's head firing off and screaming 'GUN'. But man, this was Japan. Ain't no goddamn high school kids gonna be carrying guns around in a playground. That'd just be a recipe for disaster and a guaranteed slot on the midday news. And probably some cultural shaming or something. Steve didn't know. The only thing he knew is that it was Un-American and therefore to be ignored.

So rather than listen to the girl tell him oh so politely to quiet down, he decided to yell at her instead. Decades ago the Americans had showed the Japanese what-for, so there had to be some sort of cultural Japanese genetic memory thing going on when confronted with an American, right?

"Y'all go get me some PVC tubing, a bundle o' wires, three toilet lids an' a roll o' chicken wire! Then I'mma take down dat punk-ass bitch scaly mawfugga thought he could scare some kids, y'dig?!"