Sword

"Look, man." I stared straight at Hairy, my eyes shooting daggers at him. "I would much rather have someone else-" I emphasized the 'someone else' part. "Rather than junior brother."

Hairy shot me a look of such pure despise, that I had to stop myself from trembli- ahem, dancing.

"So you're a two-timing cheat?" Hairy hissed at me, his expression turning a whole one-eighty from what it was before. "You're cheating on junior brother!"

He took out his sword and started waving it around, his eyes displaying a touch of maniacal light.

WHOA, MAN. PUT THAT THING DOWN!