A few bullies looking for entertainment usually wasn't that big of a deal in Dick's world as long as it didn't accelerate. Something exploding on the other side of the table took this out of the 'harmless bullying' category and into the 'big problem' category. Naturally Dick didn't know it was Tabitha doing the exploding. Catching the crutch, he twisted in his chair and came up automatically with his weight on his good arms. He swung his good leg up with a solid thrust kick to another guy's solar plexus.
Dick and Tabs' table was now surrounded by a small radius of broken tables, chairs, scattered silverware and squished pizza. "Let's move!" He caught up his pack and second crutch with admirable balance and used it to swing over the bodies and the wreckage toward the door, only looking back once to make sure Tabs was following.