by Phil Brucato "Put the cat down or I’ll kick your ass." Another fight. Mom’s gonna kill me for sure. But when Ryan heard the kitten screeching and saw what these Brit assholes were getting ready to do to it, well, what’s he supposed to do? Pretend nothing’s wrong, just walk away? Uh, uh. Screw that. Damn, I hate England, he thinks, scanning his opponents. Stupid bastards can’t even dress right. What a bunch of geeks! But there are five of them, and one of him. And the tall guy looks pretty strong. I am gonna get pounded, he thinks. But what else could he do? Strong. Whole. Powerful. Cool! Wonderful.