OOC: had to go to bed
Muffin slowly changes shape into Pug.
The other Pug changes into Muffin, very slowly.
Pug brushes himself off. "Haha. Didn't get me. You got Muffin, which makes me very mad."
Muffin is lying on the ground, with a bleeding front leg.
"I'll send him to the infirmery later." Pug Picks up muffin, gives him electric charge, and sets him aside.

OOC: Oh, I thought you meant for good.

Nate looked on in surprise... That was really wierd. It didn't matter though. All that mattered was that he hadn't killed anybody. He compacted his sword and returned it to the pack, pulling out instead a new mechanism that openned into an axe, which he hefted above his head.
"Bring it on." He said.

Pug growls. "Yes, bring it-" Pug is cut off by a worried female voice coming from his pocket.
"Your getting into trouble again, aren't you? You know what I say, Trouble means your fighting! Which is almost always true." A small blue orb floats out of Pug's pocket, the size of a golf ball. It is translucent blue, and has a frozen lightning bolt inside of it. "Pug, Why are you attacking a poor little kitty? Well I wouldn't say poor, he did try to kill you. I just say, you must stop-"
"SHUT IT LIGHTNA!" Pug shouts.
"Well excuse me for worrying!" The blue orb shouts back.
Muffin wakes up, and wobbles over to Nate. "Try to ignore them, that's his special object given at his graduation." Muffin giggles. "While there arguing, can we have a small chat?"

OOC: Okay, spotted a few mistakes this time. For the first one, it should be "you're", not "your". "Your" means something that belongs to him. "You're" means "you are".
For the second one, it should be "they're", not "there". "There" means a place, while "they're" means "they are". Okay?

Nate seemed sceptical. "Uhhh..., sure. And did that thing just call me a "poor kitty"? For shame, for shame. How's your leg, by the way? I hope I didn't hurt it too bad." Nate said apologetically.

OOC: sorry, grammar isn't my perfect spot >_>
Muffin sighs. "Not to much for the infirmary to handle. That ball can get annoying at times."
Pug takes Lightna and shoves her down in his pocket. "I'll ask for assistance when I need it! Sorry about that, now, where were (or where?) we? Oh yes." Pug assumes a fighting stance.

OOC: You got it right. "Where" means a place. "Were" means "used to be", as in "They were in the vehicle" or "There were three kittens".

Nate sighed.
"Can you wait a minute? I'm talking to... this guy over here." He called out.
"So, what was it you wanted to talk about?" He inquired curiously.

"Okay." Pug calls back.
"Not to be rude, but when are we hitting the wall exactly?" Muffin asks.

"Oh, that..." Nate said. "Oh, I'd say about two minutes now." He said.
"We don't have long to finish this."

Pug cracks his fists. "Ready when you are. We can both punch through concrete, if we work together, so we can have a longer fight."

Nate sighed.
"You just don't get it, do you?" He said scoldingly.
"Punching our way through that tunnel would mean having to break solid concrete at an insanely fast rate constantly for about thirty seconds. Think you can handle that?" Nate asked sarcastically.
Nate once again lifted his axe and went hurdling toward Pug with a diagonal swing, right across the torso.

Pug jumps over the axe. "Well, we could grab the back of the train."

Nate didn't reply. The tunnel was closing in on them fast now, and there wasn't much nate could do to stop its approach.
Then I won't stop its approach. Nate thought, an idea beginning to form inside his head. He collapsed the axe and returned it to his pack. He pulled out a different cylinder, this one folding out into a gun. He took aim and shot a bolt of energy directly at the lever with the intentions of setting the train on a different course. The bolt made contact, and the tracks ahead shifted.
"Alright, now we have longer to fight." Nate said, congratulating himself on his quick thinking.

"Smart thinking." Pug says. He fires a bolt of lightning at Nate.

Nate nimbly flips out of the way and almost falls off the edge of the train.
"Hey, is that the thanks I get for coming up with that idea? Which was ingenious, if I do say so myself. Alrighty, then." Nate fires a couple of shots at Pug.

One hits, almost sending him off the train, and he dodges the other one, and the third goes straight for him. Pug is recovering, so he can't dodge, but Muffin jumps in the way and gets hit in the chest.