The business man had the punk by his nose ring, and the punk had the businessman by his tie.
"Ygnet ygo!" whined the punk.
"HHYYOu ffirrsstch.." gurgled the business man.
As the two combatants circled around in a desperate stumble, Patrick watched from his seat and wondered what to do. He decided on nothing.
The punk suddenly rallied his anger. "GGGYYYNNNETTT GYOOOO!!!" He snotted out, kicking the business man in the shin. This made the business man respond by pulling down sharply. The nose ring tore through tattooed flesh, and as the punk fell the tie knotted ever tighter around the business man's neck, dragging him down.
In a matter of seconds both men were lying on top of each other in a heap. Looking closer, Patrick could see that they were both breathing - the business man had managed to loosen his tie and the punk was holding a doo rag to his ripped nose, staunching the worst of the bleeding.
After he'd gotten off at his stop, Patrick realized that had been the best bus ride ever.
Written in five minutes from the writing prompt, "Nose Ring" as part of the #freewrite exercise. Image is also by me. You can view the prompt here and check out the other entries; they're all writers who can still say they were doing this before it was cool. Thanks to @mariannewest for creating and running this modification of the literary body.