"What-- You can't do that!" Ashton protested as Mickey took the ball and scored again. "This is ridiculous. I don't have to be here." He growled, hands clenching at his sides. Ashton didn't like losing, especially not to this guy who was alway so smug and sure of himself. It was rarely in any kind of threatening way, as Ashton distinguished, barely, the difference between being threatening and being competitive. But it wasn't settling well with the dragon to be on the losing end of anything.
"Teach me how to do it," he demanded, rather than walk away. He wasn't quite ready to give up yet. "Teach me so I can beat you." He stopped himself from adding an 'or else' caveat, but only because the only thing he could threaten Mickey with was dragonfire, and that wasn't worth the risk.