Just as Taric is about to find himself between a fish and a hard place, somewhere on summoner's rift, a certain goodnatured Yordle summoner gladly starts a practice match with a group of buddies, and of course he summons his favorite, who just so happens to be a certain atlantean...

Hmm...you know, being summoned all the time must be pretty inconvenient for the champions, don't you guys think? I mean, I know they can supposedly turn down the call, but I've never once heard of that happening. Oh, alright I'll play Fizz. Mid! I'll take mid!

The group of humans standing around give Ilex a blank look from beneath their hoods, and disregard the yordle's excited chattering as usual. After all, it's not easy to take someone seriously when they're summoning from a high chair.

Fizz blinks a few times, narrowing his eyes.
"You summoners have the worst timing I have ever seen.

Ever."

I'm sorry, Fizz, I shouldn't be using you as an F-bomb.

Hey Fizz,
Any idea on how to get Cho to eat something filled with adhesive??
Without any of us losing organs.