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"...I think it's your turn," said Ferdinand, turning to Valiente.
The latter couldn't help but hesitate a bit as everyone's attention got laser-focused on him.
"...Okay, I need to confess something to begin. What you said yesterday about how I'd do dreams like you... I already do."
"Yeah, I figured it out already," smirked Ferd. "Told you."
The laughters came back.
"Yeah yeah, laugh it up," grumbled Val, rolling his eyes.
"So, what you do?" smirked Bones.
"Well... You remember last time we checked TV?"
Once again, the chuckles invaded the air. It had been a time they actually fumbled with the remote while Juan and Nina were gone to town, and they had nothing better to do.
They eventually fell on what they'd later learn was called "MMA".
And had laughed their asses off as Valiente was very visibly hooked.
Although, they had later admitted it wasn't so surprising. Even though he had accepted that corrida was nothing but a death trap, and was happy with his new life, the broken horned bull was still a fighter at heart, and longing for an outlet that would satisfy this.
"Well... I managed to catch a few more glimpses once in a while, and it's still awesome to watch, so..."
Maquina grunted.
The others perfectly understood what he meant, and agreed with him. They could perfectly picture Valiente in a humanoid form, wearing form-fitting clothes, doing intense, arduous fights like what they saw.
"Yeah, you get the point."
"So you were fighting?"
"Well, this time, I was just training, actually."

Art by  caseyljones
Original here: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/28825001/
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