Y0U 7H1NK Y0U C4N (prt 2 or whatever bluh lazy. )

But Mituna grew accustomed to the up-coming treatment he was soon to receive. He’d been bullied for quite a long time, but as a freshman, it only seemed to intensify itself. Though why, was all due to an accident quite some time ago, occurring as he was just a 4 sweep old grub.  The accident, though, was to be discovered in time. Now, was most certainly not the time to reminisce on the days before he needed to wear the large, golden-colored safety  helmet. If he was going to escape to his next class un-scathed, he needed to find himself a way out of the situation – unlikely, but it was always a nice thought. The sea dwelling troll tightened his fierce grip around Mituna a bit more, as his breath into the other’s long, sharp ear soon grew itself into a light growl.  The gold-blood attempted an escape, his breath hitching as he lightly shrugged up his shoulder, presumably to shy away from his grip. It was a risky move, but he did manage to simply let the hand slide away from his body. Cronus gave a loud, hoarse bark of laughter as he instead used that moved appendage to knock the other back down to the ground. His palm swung around the back of Mituna crashing brutally into his spine, making the poor dear topple over once more. His body hit the ground once again with wince-worthy sounds, and in only seconds, the gold-blood was shaking and sobbing, his leg muscles having a violent spasm as yellow-tinted tears blinded him and formed a puddle near his head. His whole body compulsed and wracked dangerously against the ground as the aqua dwelling troll leaned back on his heels and watched, his hands slipping into his pockets, a grin growing wider across his face.
“Get up, ya fuckin’ wimp. Don’t tell me you’re givin’ up already!” The body on the pavement just wracked and jolted more, as Mituna struggled to give his best answer
“I- I- I don’t wanna get h-hurt today…!”
It was just a pathetic wail, as soon afterward, his sobs drained out the rest of his pleas. For a moment Cronus just stared at the suffering boy, his fingers tying tight knots in his pockets, but he  reminded himself that pitying the dumbfuck fool was only but a waist of time. With a snicker at Mituna’s fruitless cries, he lifted a boot, only to lower it again at a dangerous speed atop the poor troll’s arm. A loud yelp of pain erupted from the boy as the sobs only intensified, his kicking legs and writhing arms attempting to pull themselves to his body to assist him in curling into the tightest ball he could manage. Cronus laughed at the other’s desperation to escape his daily beating session, the boot coming down atop his frail, skinny figure for a second time. “That’s right, bitch! Scream! You know it’s always fun when ya’ do so, anyways! Hah! Every day your reactions get better and better!”
Mituna made the mistake of wailing louder as more kicks were received on his body, most aimed towards his stomach he was struggling so hard to protect. The screams definantly fueled the attacker, his loud cackles and jaunts becoming more fierce and horrid.