Cecil vs Yang vs Locke

: I can't find my sword...

: Maybe that guy knows where it is.

: Hello there, have you seen my sword?

: Uh...

: I say, you've stolen it!

: No! I found it, fair and square.

: Where did you find it?

: Um...

: Spit it out!

: When I searched through your stuff...

: Fiend! Yang, get him!

: What? You can't order me around. Get him yourself.

: I can't, he's got my sword!

: Oh, alright...

: I've no quarrl with you.

: You do now! Achoo!

: Ouch! He steals Yang's belt

: Hey, why'd you do that?

: It was the only thing you had, aside from your pants.

: C'mon Yang, sock it to 'em!

: I've had enough of this, I'm going home!

: I order you to stay!

: You can't order me, I'm a King just like you! ACHOO!

: How dare you!

: Ha, ha, ha!

: That's enough out of you too! ACHOO!

: Ah! He uses Yang's black belt to counter attack with Cecil's sword

: Aiee! The crystal sword!

Winner: Locke : What a pair of fools