Ticking things off

Tick's music starts up on the PA: dum dwee dum dum dum dwee da

With a crash, Tick breaks through the wall, and makes his way to the ring, where he is handed a microphone.

Tick: Hi.

Cheers of spoon erupt from the crowd.

Tick: Chickenman, you've got a lot of nerve. I extended the olive branch to you, and you snapped it. You say you don't believe that I believe the words I say.

looking into the camera

Tick: That was a mouthful

back to addressing chickenman

Tick: You know what I believe. I believe you are afraid. Oh, you're not afraid of me, we've established that, we've gone at it 3 times now with now clear winner. You know that every word that comes out of my mouth is rooted with conviction. I may not comprehend every word I say, I leave the smarts to Arthur, but I believe in them. The warm glow of justice is tingly, don't shy away from it. Bask in it. Get your daily dose of vitamin D. You know, you were right with one thing you said. Our destinies are intertwined. Fight it if you must, every time you knock me down, I will get right back up, until you are ready to embrace it. Hug your destiny Chickenman, hug it. The sweet sweet justice-desserts are waiting for you. Spoon!

With that, Tick carefully hands back the microphone, leaves the ring, and head back to the locker rooms through the giant tick-shaped hole.