HAPPY BIRTHDAY FACES, EVERYONE!

Blaze merely smirked back at the boy, his own red anger mark appearing on his head. "That's pretty bold coming from a PIPSQUEAK! I'M PRACTICALLY A TOWER COMPARED TO YOU!" He replied, as he put one hand on the cage, watching it completely melt as it wriggled over on the ground and stretched itself around the PIPSQUEAK, forming the words on the ground all around him as Blaze laughed to himself in triumph, throwing his head back.

Ed twitched, slamming his hands into the ground as the word pulled out of the ground, a solid, earth, 5-foot tall word "Pipsqueak" rising from the earth. Ed grabbed it, hurling it at Blaze's face. "YOU'RE NOT EVEN TALLER THAN ME, YOU RUNT."

Blaze SLAPPED the words, melting them and throwing them away from himself as he began clapping his hands, doing an ancient, mocking tribal dance around Ed as his flames rose higher and higher, completely surrounding around him. However, Blaze had changed the words a bit.

"PIP-SQUEAK, MIDGET! PIP-SQUEAK, MIDGET! PIP-SQUEAK, PIP-SQUEAKY, SHORTY SHORTY SHORTY! MIDDDDDDDDDGET!" He said, a bored look on his face as he ruthlessly taunted the young man...

Ed blinked, twitching more and more until he simply just stopped, walking up to Blaze and looking him dead in the eye before sticking a finger up his nose. "TAG, MOTHER FUCKER" he yelled before laughing crazily, running the opposite direction.

Blaze blinked as the finger shot up his nose, blinking as he watched Ed's finger literally MELT off of his hand. "OH, THE PIPSQUEAK WASN'T CAREFUL!" He shouted, throwing fireballs at Ed as he tried to run away...

Ed didn't care that he no longer had a finger. He could get an automail one later from Winry. As the fireballs were tossed, Ed clapped repeatedly, each time grabbing a fireball and turning it into a Roman Candle, shooting them back at Blaze and cackling like a madman

Blaze's face could clearly be seen, an UN of mass proportions dawning it as he merely reached back a hand, pimp-slapping the Roman Candles back into larger fireballs back at Ed, starting a game of flaming ping-pong.

"YOU HAVE SUCKY AIM FOR A PIPSQUEAK!" HE shouted, a large mocking smile on his face.

Ed snarled as one of the fireballs curved left. Ed jumped right, smacking it back in a straight line, converting the game from ping pong to ACTUAL pong as ed clapped, turning his automail arm into a huge, rectangular block before shuffling back and forth like a Pong block.

Blaze smiled widely; he had been one of the first sparks in the original pong when it was first created. He felt his body shifting, changing as he became a single bar of FIRE, the ball of flame knocking off of him, and firing right back at Ed all the faster!