[What a good dog. That's it, he needs one of these someday.]
Hey, I good fire! [He might be pouting like a petulant child and crossing his arms, but this he is certain of. Er, outside of the grammar.] I very good fire. I bet I'm best fire!
[A Flareon slinks out from behind Snotlout, looking up. REALLY, TRAINER GUY? Not that Slug needed reassuring, oh no, he was quite certain he -- ]
...Well, not so much him. [Dammit.] But back home? I was best fire, no doubt about it. You should see Hookfang! And Firecomb, I guess.
and then i replied late too
Hey, I good fire! [He might be pouting like a petulant child and crossing his arms, but this he is certain of. Er, outside of the grammar.] I very good fire. I bet I'm best fire!
[A Flareon slinks out from behind Snotlout, looking up. REALLY, TRAINER GUY? Not that Slug needed reassuring, oh no, he was quite certain he -- ]
...Well, not so much him. [Dammit.] But back home? I was best fire, no doubt about it. You should see Hookfang! And Firecomb, I guess.