A heads up; this chapter is kind of 14+? Mainly cuz of las nevadas. (No creepy scenes or any shit like that, its just mentions what gives it that rating)
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Call it what you want. An anti-hero, a Vigilante, a Villain, a Hero. Bandit, Raccoon boy (read: man), Stripes, Innit was not unfamiliar with the labels. But to him, they all meant the same thing. Someone who used their abilities for their own benefit, at the cost of saving or hurting the innocent.

Innit was familiar with 'Villains', and when he says familiar he means familiar. He lives in a household of five; two brothers, two parents, one Innit. Out of the five, four were so called Villains, and one was a Vigilante.

The media would have you believe that this household is full of evil people. After all 4/5 were villains, a rank known for its acts of cruelty and abuse against the innocent civilians of the world.

This, is why we don't listen to media. Innit knows hero's well, but he knows his family even better. The villains of the house were doing good for their world, despite how their current shitty government may interpret it. He's seen hero's do worse anyways. Hell, he's pretty sure the top two are involved in some underground trafficking ring.

But uh, don't quote him on that..

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"INNIT!" A powerful voice boomed from the tip of a large building. The raccoon vigilante glanced backup at the one who called his work identity. There stood a hero he was not in the mood to meet.

"TELETUBBY!" He screamed back before resuming his escape, he was on all fours (see top image for reference) and was sprinting across an oddly long roof, too long for his personal comfort.

"YOU FUCKING-" The angelic hero; alias 'XD', screamed. He leaped off the roof and flew forward, his flowing green cape following right behind him. Innit glanced back before internally cursing himself. Getting chased by the #1 hero was not on his schedule for the day. He was so going to miss family game night.

Now dear reader, you may be wondering to yourself; 'How did this start?'. Well let me tell you exactly how he got into this situation in the first place.

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Somewhere random, nearby the port of Las Nevadas, stood two non-civilians.  A Vigilante and a Villain. The vigilante was happily eating a slice of pizza from up top a bridge. The Villain was way down below, discarding a pizza box in a nearby trashcan.

"Thanks W-Siren!" The raccoon vigilante chirped from his position on the beam. The sing-song villain; Alias Siren aka Tommys big brother and favorite music artist, grinned, shooting him a thumbs up. The villain turned around and began to walk away, only to abruptly pause and look back at the vigilante.

"Remember what tonight is!" He shouted to the raccoon, who nodded quickly in response.

"How could I forget!?" He shouted back with a grin. Tonight was supposed to be Family Game-Night of course! Tommy has been looking forward to this for weeks! The raccoon vigilante subconsciously let out a happy chitter at the thought. He glanced at a clock hanging on a nearby building. "Two more hours." He murmured to himself. Two more hours until he could finish up his patrol.

Tommy finished his most of his slice pretty quickly and opted to just place the crust on his mouth to eat while he worked. The raccoon vigilante dusted the crumbs off his paws and onto his pants. They'll come off later anyways, he reasoned to himself after realizing that his black suit may not be the best place to have tan crumbs on. He shrugged before placing his padded forepaws onto the metal beam, his hind legs stood ready behind him.

Just as the vigilante was about to run, he heard a voice.. no. Not just one... a group. A group of people were approaching, and though most sounded happy, lighthearted and definitely friendly, one did not. One sounded panicked, injured. Someone needed help, someone needed his help. Innit scurried in the opposite direction he was originally heading to. He hid behind a support beam and glared down below at the group.

A group of four stepped into view, a teenager held tightly in ones grip. A woman's voice stood out, coming on louder than the rest. "Drop him." She commanded the one who held the teenager. The boy fell in a way that made Innit wince, especially as the noise of a sickening crack echo'd throughout the eerily silent dock. The woman who previously spoke stepped forward and shoved the boy who was previously trying to regain his composure back onto the ground. She stepped forward and dug one of her combat boots onto his knee, the kid let out a horrible screech in return. The screech of an Enderman to be specific. Oh shit. This was a hybrid, a rare hybrid. These were fucking hybrid hunters.

Innit suppressed a hiss as he listened on, a newfound hatred for the group growing in his guts. "So, Enderboy. Do tell, where is your sister? The one with the curved horns." The woman interrogated, she lowered her face to almost touch the others.

"I-I won't tell you! Leave me alone!" The hybrid squeaked out, their voice being followed by a horrible sizzle as their tears burned half of their dual-toned skin.

"Oh don't be like that little End prince. You're lucky we're leaving her majesty with one of her heirs. We just want her daughters gorgeous and oh-so rare horns!" Innits ear perked. End prince? Holy shit what did he stumble across. Through his thoughts Innkt heard the woman speak up again. "Kids not gonna talk. J, grab me the fucking water." She sneered, flicking her hand at one of, what Innit assumes, her henchmen. The man in black nodded, pulling a bottle of water from his vest.

"Oh I think the fuck not." Innit sneered before leaping onto the ground and charging at the group. "HEY!" He shouted, gaining the attention of the woman and her group. They didn't have much time to react as Innit launched himself at the woman, who assumed to be the boss.

"FUCK-!" He heard her scream as his claws made contact with her face. He lashed away viciously, without care for the damages he was about to cause her. His ears turned as he heard one of the grunts, or many a second in command, speak up.

"What are you fucks waiting for- get the rodent!" He shouted. Moments later two of the men in black charged at him, two men that Innit knew damn well he could not take down. The raccoon hybrid leaped off the woman and turn to the struggling enderman.

"Can you still teleport?" He after running up to the lanky hybrids legs.

"No- suppressants.." the prince mumbled, their face looking even more sickly than it had when Innit first spotted them.

Innit rolled his eyes as the shouts of the—whatever the hell these guys were—grew closer. "Hold on then."

"Wait what-" the hybrid was about to ask. But instead they were met with clawed hands scooping them up and throwing them on the vigilantes back.

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Ranboo felt dazed for a moment before they came back to. Now realizing that instead of being on the floor, stuck in their own purple blood, they were on the back of a raccoon hybrid, who was running like there was no tomorrow.

"Where are you taking me?" The prince asked, realizing that the surroundings around them
wasn't all too familiar.

"My hideout." The raccoon stated bluntly, much to the dual hybrids surprise.

"Aren't you worried that when i'm free, i'll tell the heros where your hideout is?"

Innit mumbled for a moment before piping up, "Not really. I don't think you'll be like that.  But if you are, oh well. My brothers will free me like they always do."

"Brothers?"

"You'll see."

And with perfect timing, the two came to a halt in front of a run down train station. It was obviously abandoned, probably has been for decades now. Innit helped the End prince off his back with an annoyed huff. "I am never doing that again." He grumbled as he stretched his aching back.

The enderman hybrid rolled their eyes as they were dragged into the train station. The raccoon lead them through a bunch of random tunnels, making turns so swift, calculated and confidently that one can assume he'd done it a million times before. Eventually the two paused, stopping by a door labeled "La Jolla". "WILLLL!!" The racoon screeched at the door, the noise was so sudden that the enderman practically jumped out of their own skin out of fear. It seems Innit noticed, as he murmured a quick apology.

After a moment or two, the door in front of them made a small clicking noise, to signal that it was just unlocked. The raccoon grinned and pushed the door, leading the enderman right in. He then closed the door and turned to the hybrid. "Okay so dont freak out okay?" Innit spoke in a serious yet semi-humored tone.

"Uhm.. okay?" Ranboo agreed before feeling themself be turned around by a pawed hand.

There Ranboo stood, face to face, with one of the most wanted criminals in the entirety of the Esempi. The villain was only half in costume, his signature trench coat was discarded somewhere on the living room floor. The same villain that killed people on live television, reached out a hand and offered the prince a friendly smile.

"Names Wilbur! Lovely to meet you!" He chirped in a way too friendly tone. Ranboo slowly brought their hand out and shook the others.

"Ranboo.." The ender prince muttered his name, unsure if that was even the right decision to make in this situation. On one hand, one of the top villains just trusted them, a stranger, with his real
name. But on the other hand, this is a villain!

Si-Wilbur chuckled, "Ranboo. What an odd name you have." He retracted his hands and spun around. "Well then! Lets get you something to eat Boo-boy. Then we can arrange getting you and your sibling back home!"

Ranboo look startled at the villains words, something Tommy took note of, and giggled to himself at. "Your sister, the older one, contacted the syndicate about her two younger siblings being taken." Ranboo rose a brow as he listened to the man speak, suspicious of his sister contacting the literal number one villain group.

"Mm, Niki was it? Such a lovely girl, gave us some baked goods as payment," he paused and turned a corner, Ranboo and Tommy followed suite, "I tried to convince her not to but- she sure is stubborn." Ranboo chuckled at his remark, that sure does sound like their sibling.

As the trio exited the hallway, they emerged into a large kitchen. The materials were high quality and the cabinets were massive. It was a complete difference to the look of the rest of the abandoned building. "So, what kind of tea do you like? er- or coffee if your weird like Dad and Tech.." Wilbur asked as the two got situated on the island in the middle of the kitchen.

Tommy stuck out his tongue. "Eugh, coffee. Those two are fuckin' nasty for drinking that shit. I could make a drink with the same taste by throwing one of the station rats into boiling water and drinking it!"

"Ew, thats nasty Toms. But I agree."

"I uh, I like chorus tea. If you have that?" Ranboo mumbled, though they enjoyed the two siblings antics, they were still nervous about the whole situation. Enjoying time spent around two stranger, one villain and one vigilante, doesn't take away the shock of being kidnapped and almost tortured. A friendly voice interrupted their thoughts, causing them to look up.

"Of course we'd have that! Dad loves him outer-land drinks. I swear we have (nether) wart tea around here too." Wilbur chuckled, pulling out a purple bag from the cabinet. "And you Toms, do you want something?"

Tommy shook his head and lept off the stool chair. "Nah, I got an hour left before patrol ends. I'll be back around when after Tech comes home." Wilbur nodded at that and turned his attention back to the brewing kettle. Tommy on the other hand paused and turned to face Ranboo. "By the way, Ranboob."

"Its Ranboo-"

"Ranboob, I never got to properly introduce myself." Tommy announced with a grin, holding out his hand. "Tommy, also known as the best vigilante in the Esempee aka Innit. Pleasure to meet ya!" And for the second time that
day, Ranboo shook hands with a person wanted by the literal government.

Their hands separated and Tommy sighed. "Welp, i'm off to watch over our part of the city," Tommy paused and looked up at Ranboo, his gaze was intense but sincere, "I'll try to find your sibling, I promise." And Ranboo found themself believing every word he said. They nodded as they parted ways, hopeful to see eachother within an hour

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Innit was fucked, he was so very fucked. He left the 'hideout' or honestly just his second home, and began to make his way out of L'manburg and back to Las Nevadas. As he was climbing up a building, his claws digging into the hard brick that built up the outside he heard a voice.

"Innit." It spoke, innit could just feel the venom drip from the sources tongue.

"Oh fuck this." Innit hissed, throwing himself over the edge of the wall and onto the buildings roof. His claws scratched against the rough material as he turned his body around to face the voice. "What do you want now XD." He hissed, his fluffy tail swaying behind him anticipation of what will soon be his run for escape.

"I want you in cuffs, what else!" XD chirped, his tone confident in his words. Innit rolled his eyes and sighed.

"Well no shit, but why are you tracking me down? Don't think I didn't notice the fucking eyes following me. Saw them since I entered Nevadas' boarder." He spat, pointing a clawed hand at the angelic-styled hero accusingly.

"Well, a little duckie told me you kidnapped the End prince." XD put his hands together in what one could mistake as a prayer and tilted his head. "So when did you get into the hybrid selling business?"

"Woah woah woah, pause there, what," Innit waved his hands as he shook his head in the denial. "Kidnapping? Hybrid SELLING? Do- do you fucking see me? Im a raccoon bitch, why would I even want to kidnap a fucking prince?"

XD shrugged, "dunno you tell me, rodent. Why does the common raccoon who works with the syndicate want to sell more rare hybrids. Hm, i don't know." This made Tommys tail bristle, the actual nerve of some hero's always seemed to piss him off.

"The syndicate doesn't sell hybrids you fucking moron! Gods, you heros always say the dumbest shit to put yourself on a shitty pedestal. News flash, your no better than the rest of us!" He stood up fully, standing on the edge of the building and pointed an accusing finger at XD, "i'm so sick of your bullshit, I hope your mushroom boyfriend dumps you." He spat, his words seemed to make something in angelic hero snap, as his wings pushed him forward and he began to charge at the raccoon. "Shit-" was all he could say before the two collided.

The hero was now on top of him, his knee pinning Innit to the ground. The heros hands were reaching for his throat, the only thing preventing him from strangling the vigilante to the death was his smaller arms pushing against the others. "I'll make you eat your words you street scum." XD spat, his hands getting ever so closer to the others neck.

"Fuck you." Innit hissed, taking a shot at the heros face, or rather his mask. His claws made an ear breaking screech as it dug into the strange material. XD fell back from the vigilante as his hands went to his mask. The hero screeched before charging at the raccoon, who was already a couple roof tops away, running for dear life.

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And now that brings us here, to the place where this chapter started. A raccoon on a rooftop being chased by an 'angel', whos cult-like following would even dare claim to be a deity. That same raccoon who definitely missing game-night tonight.

Innit dropped off a roof and dipped into the alley, successfully entering the heros blindspot. And by the hateful shout the hero let out, the shout that sounded pretty far away from where he was now, he definitely lost him. Right now, he should feel relieved. After all, he just escaped the #1 hero, the same one who was just tracking him in order to jail him, but instead he felt anxious.

First of all, he was nowhere near home, and in an area that he sure he'd only been at once. Second of all, it was an hour past the time his patrol ended. Third, he lost his communication piece somewhere in the chase. And last of all, how the fuck did XD know about the incident with the End prince. No one was around, not even a camera. And sure, Tommy could blame the mayor of nevadas, but that guy was one of Tommys friends, coworkers, and he was not one to spread bullshit lies. There was no "little duckies" that told the hero about the incident, nor did whoever that saw it go down not see the fact that Tommy was saving the End prince. So who told XD? Theres no one who came to mind that could lie to the hero and have the ability to witness the incident. No hero, no villain, no anti-hero, and especially no vigilante. No.. Wilbur sure as hell wouldn't have told a soul, hell he didn't. XD shouldn't know.

Wait, unless he a-

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To say the Syndicate was worried sick would be an understatement. Techno and Phil came home already three hours ago, and Kristen came home two. They brought Niki with them to pick up Ranboo, who then had to tell them that The End were actually close allies with the anarchist group, as well as the people of Kinoko.

It was already late at night, way past the time game-night would start, and the rowdy raccoon who'd been begging for the special night to arrive was nowhere to be seen leaving everyone in the household on edge.

"You don't think he got captured do you?" Wilbur spoke up from his placement in the kitchen. He put the cup he was holding down and glanced towards the door, silently hoping it would just bust open followed by a certain raccoon entering.

Kristen shook her head and sighed. "I hope not, Toms always been a little careless when it came to being around hero's though."

"And with XD highering his operation on taking us down, I wouldn't put it past him to go after Icarus first." Technoblade chimed in. He clenched his fist and sighed. If XD truely was behind this he'd gladly rip that angels throat out and feed it to him for breakfast.

Philza began serving dinner, handing the plates to everyone in the house (including Niki and Ranboo). "There's nothing we can really do right now, so I suggest we eat. If we need to go on a rescue mission, it won't be on an empty stomach." He added as he began to dig into his plate of dinner. The rest of the housefolk agreed and joined in.

"I call dibs on searching L-

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-as Nevadas." ,the city of sex, drugs, gambling, and light pollution. Innit hissed as he covered his eyes with his arm, trying to avoid his eyes from being burned out. "Fucking hate coming here." He mumbled as he walked the overly bright streets seemingly aimlessly, though, he had a destination in mind. Every now and then he'd turn his gaze to face the ground, anything to avoid the blaring light-up signs. The raccoon was looking for the main place his friend resided at, this friend being the "little ducky" XD had mentioned.

Innit pushed open the doors to The Needle, walking in and passing by the gambling stations and the half dressed people. Gods why did he have to end up here out of all places, he shoulda wandered into Kinoko or something. (He'd kill to see his friends husbands, one likes to give cookies... gods he loves Karls cookies.) He went up to the front desk and murmured to the woman at front. "Where is he?" The desk worker—a woman he'd met about a million times by now—sighed, pointing her pawed finger at a door.

"In there, he's in a horrible mood right now though," she paused for a moment, "Innit can you try cheering him up a bit? I won't ask anymore favors after this, I just hate seeing him so upset."

Innit nodded and flashed the lady a smile, "Of course I will. And tell your dad I said hi, alright?"

The foxling up front nodded with a small smile of her own, "I will."

Innit felt a warm feeling swell in his heart, one that quickly faded as he began to make his way to the office he had been directed to. A sense of cold dread replaced the warmth in his body, shivers ran up his spine as he drew closer. He placed his hand on the door handle and inhaled. He held his breath as he slowly turned the handle. He pulled the door back slowly, expecting something unsettling to stand before him. But as the light from the bar flooded the dark office room... nothing. He found his duck friend, but he was just resting on the office desk, a couple of paperworks spread about around him (drool covering the one beside his mouth).

"Q?" The raccoon chittered nervously, stepping up to the man and shaking him. The duck hybrid in question mumbled and began to stir in his sleep. One of his sleek, yellow, wings smacked the raccoon in the face, who only yipped on response, offended at the others unconscious attack. At the sound of the shout, 'Q' quickly woke up, standing up in his chair and looking around quickly. "woah- you okay Q?" Innit asked worriedly at the olders reaction. He only sighed in response, turning around and greeting the other with a smile.

"I'm.. fine Tom," he sighed, "just a little bit on edge y'know?" He placed his hands on the metal desk, grounding himself. "So. What brings you all the way here, your uh.. not the walker type."

Innit gasped, offended, "I'll have you know I am VERY active!"

Q ruffled the boys head and smirked," Sure Tom, sure. But seriously, why are you here Toms. Especially without your brothers. Phil will kill me if he knows you entered the needle out of all places alone."

The vigilante looked away and huffed. "I uh, got chased into some random area by XD. I just happened to stumble upon the west part of Nevadas. I uh, needed help getting home and you were who I first thought of..."

The duck hybrid coo'd, hearing what the other had to say,"Awee, Tommyyy, I was really who you first thought of?" He moved a hand to ruffle the others hair, who only let out a chitter swatted the hand in return.

"Quackityyy-!" He yipped, grabbing the hand and holding above his head. "Stoppp-"

The older chuckled, taking his hand back and sighing. He smiled lightly and made a move to walk away from his desk. "Alright, lets get you home then, you trash panda."

"Hey! Thats a Slur!!!"

"Wha- SINCE WHEN-?"

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HI! Heres a pause to clarify a few things. Las Nevadas is like New York. Where the needle and all the casinos reside is like NYC, completely different than the rest of the area.

Typically where Quackity resides is called Las Nevadas, while the rest of the land is called La Nevada. Though some just call it Nevadas

I had to mention this because back when I was rereading, I noticed how inconsistent I was about the layout of the Esempii and Las Nevadas. Hope this clears the air!

Now back to our regular program

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"So you're telling me he was just here?" The fox-lady at the desk nodded and Philza groaned in defeat, turning around and waving the vixen a farewell. He put his hands on the glass doors of the needle and exited it. Just after doing so, he tapped his earpiece, unmuting his comm. "Nevadas Team here." He murmured as he walked down the brightly lit streets.

"Phil! Did you find anything!?" Wilburs desperate voice rang through the system.

Philza could only sigh and shake his head, despite the fact that Wilbur was completely unable to see him. "Yeah, apparently Toms was just here- left a few minutes before we got here."

"Is he with anyone?" The voice of Technoblade joined in, sounding more worried than Phils used to.

"Yeah, seems like Quackity left at the same time Tom did," Philza spoke as he spread his wings and lifted himself into the skies,"Probably to help Tommy out, since they're friends and all." Philza could hear the grumbles of Wilbur being picked up by his communicator, complaining about the duck avian he assumes.

"That duck better keep Tommy safe." Wilbur hissed, confirming Philzas thoughts. He didn't bother to hear the rest of his sons rant as he muted himself on his communicator, deciding to focus on his search from the skies. He just hopes his son will get home soon.

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Tommy groaned, tired of the long ass journey he was on. "Oh quit it Toms, we've only been walking for ten minutes." The duck hybrid spoke from beside him.

"We as in you and me, he's been riding on my back this whole time!" The creeper hybrid hissed from where he was positioned. Tommy only flopped onto his other side at the wardens protests- chilling on a centaurs back is tiring, give him a break!

"How much longerrr-" the raccoon groaned once more, flopping onto his other side again.

"About five minutes," the warden replied,"but i'll be sure to make it longer if you don't stop whining." He remarked with a smirk. Quackity couldn't help but cackle from his position beside the warden, the flabbergasted look on Tommys face only helped enhance the volume of his laughter.

"Wha- Big Q you're supposed to be on my side here!" Tommy yipped, pushing himself to sit up on the wardens back. He turned his head to glare at the still laughing duck and ignored the little hisses of amusement that come from the creeper. "You're both assholes! Bullies! How cruel." He exclaimed before dramatically placing a hand on his heart. "Traitors honestly. Next time i'm gonna ask Foolish for help instead of you fuckers."

"Sure you will buddy." Sam quipped, followed by a soft sigh. He pretended to not feel the kick on one of his legs that followed soon after.

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Meanwhile back at La Jolla, the gathering of individuals stood around in the living room. A few of them sat down on the sofa, sitting with their head in their hands.

"We checked everywhere! Where the hell did they go?!" Wilbur shouted, slamming his hand on the coffee table as he did so. Phil looked over from where he stood, having previously been trying to reach Quackity via his cellphone.

"Wil calm down, i'm sure he'll be here soon alright? Just be patient." He spoke, glancing at the door anxiously. "Any time now.." he added with a mumble. He then glanced away from the door, instead letting his gaze go over the group in the living room. Everyone looked both exhausted and defeated. He glanced over to where the Ender siblings sat earlier, both having to leave to meet up with their last sibling back at home. Hopefully the two made it back home safe. The group was interrupted from their thoughts from the sound of a knock coming from their door.

Techno jumped at the sudden noise, his hand already finding its way to the hilt of his blade. He glanced over at Kristin, who returned his gaze with a look of confusion. She became the first to act, coming close to the door with outstretched hands.

"Hey!? Is anyone homeee-" A voice shouted, one all to familiar with the group. Kristin wasted no time swinging the door open. She was met with the face of a certain raccoon, one who the entire family had been worrying about for the last few hours. "So uh- did I miss game night?" He was quickly engulfed in a hug by Kristin, Phil following soon after as he recovered from his short lived shock.

The two avians pulled Tommy in, bringing him deeper into the house. Both fussing over him as they checked him up and down for wounds. "Ah- Mumza I'm fine! Its just a sprain-" he yipped, trying to dodge the grabbing hands that were coming his way. He stumbled backwards in doing so, landing right onto Technoblades chest, who took it upon himself to grab the raccoon, lifting him off the ground.

"Stay off your leg, at least to ease Mom and Wilburs worries." He grumbled, bringing the blonde over to the sofa. The raccoon only groaned in return.

"Fine- but can we have game night now, I came all this way for a reason."

"Of course thats the first thing you ask for. Toms you're such a child." Wilbur chuckled, grabbing a box from under the table.

"Am not!" Tommy argued, sticking his tongue out at the brunette.

"Are too!" Wilbur shouted back, returning the blondes gesture with one of his own by flipping him off.

"Boys knock it off." Phil scolded, returning from the kitchen with the snacks that were prepared before Tommy's absence. He placed them on the table before turning to said previously missing child. "Oh by the way, Toms?"

"Yeah?" The blonde looked up from where he sat, a cookie already in his paw.

"You're grounded."

"wha- WHY!?"

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super rushed ending cuz this was beginning to rot in my drafts. i love this au but i ran outta ideas by the 4.5k mark.

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july 18 17:17 est

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