Alfred as always, the father have been scolding Arthur lately for not eating fast foods

And Today, Alfred was lecturing Arthur again on how Arthur's taste bud is wrong at picking foods

Arthur: WTF DAD! IM SICK ON HOW YOU WOULD TELL ME THINGS THAT ARE BLOODY WRONG! AND IF I SAY NO! YOU WANKER WOULD ALWAYS TELL ME THAT IM BLOODY WRONG! AND ALWAYS BLOODY WRONG! IM JUST DOING THE RIGHT THING! YOUR JUST A WANKER AND FAT ASS WHO'S ALWAYS TELLING ME THAT IM ALWAYS BLOODY WRONG! INFACT THAT I AM ALWAYS BLOODY RIGHT!

Alfred: *tears up* No son... your wrong!. I'm just want you to be what I am-

Arthur: *flip table* SEE?! IM F*CKING WRONG AGAIN! WTF BLOODY F*CK DAD! WTF!