"Modern myth".
How to train your dragon, Toothcup.
By: Sinattea.
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Disclaimer: Cressida Cowell owns the book series, Dreamworks owns the movie. I own nothing but this AU.
Note: Yes! Finally update friday has come to me again! I missed it so much. Things are getting deadly, I swear, you know what it is like to know you're living a mistake to prevent someone you love from being blamed to death by others? It sucks. Life sucks, I wanna punch it. Babydoll, gimme that sword... (-Sucker Punch, fyeah-)
Now let's focus on what matters: Chapter seven! This is the chapter where I show you how much I love drama and complicated stories. This is only the beginning. Barely...
Now go, you know the routine: Read, enjoy, review! ! !
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Chapter 7: Night Fury.
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Of course, that sensation of weirdness didn't last long, for three weeks later Toothless and Hiccup had, in the eyes of the BHS's population, become friends thanks to Mrs. Cowell's insistence in pairing them up for every class and project, and Gobber's idea of picking them both to help him clean a bit after class.
They were the main gossip topic for two entire weeks, particularly the day when Toohtless stood beside Hiccup's table at the cafeteria, hands in his pockets, asking with actions instead of words if he could sit there. Since then Toothless had lunch with Hiccup, Fishlegs, Aura and other nerds, which gained the original inhabitants of that table quite a raise in their social status, because for some reason the mysterious and temperamental Toothless Night chose to sit with them.
These sudden but somehow coherent changes at school made some of the Vikings stand in alert, until one friday…
- Astrid… Hey, baby – pssted Snotlout.
- I've told you not to call me that! Do I have to give your face the shape of a basketball for you to understand? – she replied, annoyed.
- Wow, someone's in bad mood – mentioned a surprised Ruffnut.
- Didn't know it bothered you so much…
- Well, today it does. What do you want Snotlout? – Astrid growled.
- Hey, did basketball practice suck or why so cranky? – interfered Tuffnut.
- Think she woke up with the wrong foot – opinioned Ruffnut.
- Guys, shut it – ordered Astrid, edgier than ever, mimicking her words with her hands.
The twins frowned and dedicated their attention to family business and their respective puddings. Snotlout looked around to make sure Green Death wasn't there, and then gathered the courage to whisper into Astrid's ear:
- Please, Astrid… it's 'bout my cousin.
Astrid dropped her spoon and gazed at Snotlout completely shocked. The boy motioned with his head towards the cafeteria doors, making it clear that he wanted to talk outside. It must be important, because Snotlout never risks making his family bonds public (since Stoick and Spitelout were distant cousins themselves, the resemblance wasn't so obvious).
- I forgot something at my locker, accompany me pick it up, Snotlout – commanded Astrid, standing up and leading the march outside.
Snotlout followed her, but before leaving the cafeteria he glanced briefly at the farthest table, were his cousin and other nerds sat, in the privileged company of Toothless Night. He couldn't help but think that Toothless and his cousin were sitting way too close of each other…
Finally arriving at the desert hallway, Astrid turned around and looked Snotlout right in the eye.
- What's with Hiccup? – she said in low voice.
- I'm worried 'bout him.
- Because…? – she shook her hand in an encouraging way.
- 'Cause uncle Stoick asked me to keep an eye on him – Snotlout informed -. He's behaving… oddly these late days.
- Odd like he's going out a lot and nobody knows with whom?
- Exactly! I knew you'd be aware of everything – Snotlout sighed in relief, definitely Astrid was the one he must be talking to about this delicate subject, after all she'd dated Hiccup "secretly" (it was Snotlout's job to learn everything related to her since seventh grade) -. How you know 'bout it?
- My neighbor works at Hotel Nordic; she mentioned she'd seen Hiccup quite often… and never alone. According to her, Toothless Night works there and Hiccup visits him a lot during his spare time.
- What…?! Damn! It's true?
- Don't pretend to be surprised, you obviously were suspicious about them – Astrid crossed her arms -. And yes, I'm afraid it's true. I saw them myself about a month ago: they were together at the cinema. Now tell me what the real reason you're worried about him is. I didn't just betray him for his father's paranoia.
Snotlout did his best to keep the seriousness, even though now the only feeling inside of him was an uncomfortable mixture of disgust and blankness. His cousin was… really like… like that? Snotlout would have never imagined. Wasn't he the competition for Astrid's attentions a year ago? But he had to push such thoughts and focus on the real problem. If he didn't interfere in what was about to happen he might never even get the chance to actually ask his cousin about… anything.
Astrid frowned impatiently.
- So…?
- Well – Snotlout focused on the actual problem -, now that Toothless sits with Hiccup and his friends Green Death's been in a terrible mood. Heard him say he won't let the only one who's defied him drive away the fear of those who should fear him the most. I think he's planning to do something against Toothless…
- …And Hiccup could end up right in the middle of the crossfire now that he's involved with Toothless – understood Astrid, suddenly feeling as hopeless as Snotlout -. Green Death knows about them?
- Hell no! They wouldn't be alive now if he did. But he's forcing people into telling him everything they know about Toothless. I fear Green Death might find out and try to reach him through Hiccup.
- We should warn him… – suggested the girl at once; her face went pale.
- How? If I warn him he'll know I know about them… Damn! Why? Why is Hiccup so stupid? I mean… Toothless? He's a boy! It's gross!
- Too much of a hope to believe you'd be mature enough to just accept it, right? – for a second Astrid forgot her anxiety long enough to roll her eyes.
Snotlout couldn't focus anymore.
- They're both boys! – he complained - It's gross and weird as hell…!
- Can we go back to the moment when you were worried about your family and I was feeling a bit of respect for you?
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Unfortunately, it was too late for Snotlout or Astrid to do anything in order to help Hiccup. Only seconds after they left the cafeteria, Green Death walked in, huge, muscular and lethal as usual. Immediately the whole place went silent, for the aura emanating from the giant quarterback was a pulsing threat hanging upon their heads.
- He's looking in our direction – moaned Aura, tugging Fishlegs' shirt.
- Let's get out of here – he proposed to Hiccup and Toothless.
The others had already escaped; they knew it wasn't them who Green Death wanted.
- No – Toothless refused, determination filling his voice -. I can handle him.
- Toothless… – Hiccup tried to interfere, but the black-haired boy looked at him with the eyes of a dragon, and that's when Hiccup knew he wouldn't change his mind.
Slowly, Toothless stood up, letting go of Hiccup's hand when doing so (they held hands a lot under the table, and so far no one had noticed). He stayed there, in all his height, and waited for Green Death to approach. Every observer around them tried to decide whether Toothless was incredibly brave or simply incredibly stupid.
Now Green Death and Toothless were face to face, and though the Viking quarterback was at least thirteen centimeters taller Toothless looked fierce and defying, and intimidated as much as him.
And to make things tenser, Toothless was the first to speak.
- Lack some manners, don't we? – he said through gritted teeth -. All the people here were enjoying their meals till you showed your disgusting face up.
In that moment you could hear a needle touch the floor.
- Let's get him! – shouted one of the bullies (Dagur, Green Death's right hand) stepping forward to reach Toothless.
Green Death didn't even look at him, he simply moved his elbow backwards and the next second his supposed "friend" was bearing a bleeding mouth.
- He's mine – Green Death growled. Then focused his murderous eyes on Toothless, who remained immune to his bullying looks -. I'll give you one last chance, freak: an initiation rite. Punch the teeth out of the mouth of this looser you've been sitting with, and I'll let you become one of us.
Had he listened right? Did Green Death invite him to join the Viking club without the common requisite of being part of a sport team? Quite a generous offer, everyone could see that, but the bully had made one terrible mistake when pronouncing it: he had pointed at Hiccup when saying "looser".
Toothless' gaze flew up and down as if thinking, but he ended up clicking his tongue and elegantly refusing.
- Sounds tempting, but no thanks. I got better offers.
Gasps of shock and astonishment flooded the cafeteria.
Green Death's face transformed into the mask of death itself.
- Idiot – he sentenced -. How about this offer? Enjoy your last day: I'll be waiting for you when school's out.
This said, he turned around and left the cafeteria followed by his gang, including Dagur with his bleeding mouth. In the second he crossed the doors the place exploded in endless chatter. Ignoring the gossiping voices around him as best as he could, Toothless recovered his seat at the table and discretely intertwined fingers with Hiccup.
- Do you realize what you just did? – inquired Hiccup, scared.
- Ahm… I said "no" when he asked me to punch you? – Toothless didn't understand why Hiccup looked so upset, he even let go of his hand.
- Toothless, Green Death didn't earn his nickname for stomping on the grass. The last time he challenged someone to a fight the poor guy ended up in the hospital and had to leave Berk because he was too scared of him. That was two years ago, and the other guy was way older than Green Death.
- I can handle him- - -
- Toothless! – Hiccup moaned, the deepest anxiety drawing on his face.
The black-haired boy sighed.
- Fine, I won't fight him. I'll figure out a way to solve this… I'll accuse him.
- No one will believe you, he's the quarterback and the favorite of the principal and half the professors. Why do you think no one has accused him before? – Hiccup reproached.
- Well, someone has to stop him! – he exclaimed.
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- …And that will not be you, Mr. Night – said Ms. Adams hours later, clearly satisfied -. I'm afraid you are failing today's P.E.'s examination. Take your ticket; I'll lead you to the principal's office myself.
Toothless stood up kicking the chair and followed Ms. Adams. The whole classroom watched him leave in utter silence, aware that it was all a set-up by Green Death to have him out of the game for a while. Of course Toothless didn't mean to scream and throw his book at Green Death's face in the middle of the class, he'd been provoked, and now he was being punished while Green Death was free to roam at large, as usual.
Knowing this everyone was afraid to go to P.E. class. Green Death was for sure up to something real cruel.
Hiccup felt certain of it as soon as he realized his sportive uniform had vanished from his locker.
- Fishlegs, have you seen my uniform? Was here seconds ago.
- What you mean is not here?
Hiccup shrugged, concerned; he and his best friend looked for it, but minutes passed by and Hiccup was still wearing only his boxers. The dressing rooms emptied gradually, until he, Fishlegs and Snotlout were the only ones in there.
- Get out of here – warned Snotlout, anxious as Hiccup had never seen him -. Tuffnut says Green Death is- - -
- Ingerman! Jorgenson! Haddock! – shouted the professor - What are you doing here? There's an exam out there! To class! Now!
- But… – Fishlegs tried to complain.
- Now! – Snotlout and Fishlegs had to run out of the dressing rooms, leaving half-naked Hiccup behind - What's with you Haddock?
- I can't find my uniform, sir…
- You have five minutes to make it to my class. There's an exam today! Hurry up Haddock!
Growing desperate, Hiccup got an all fours and studied carefully the floor under the benches, but it was to no avail.
- Looking for this? – the last voice Hiccup wanted to hear in that second echoed in the emptiness. Green Death came out of nowhere and cornered Hiccup against the lockers -. I was expecting to find a girlfriend or something, but a best friend will do. If Toothless doesn't want to show up and fight, you'll convince him.
Hiccup gulped as Green Death raised his fist to hit him. Somehow, miraculously, Hiccup managed to sneak beneath Green Death's arm and escaped the dressing rooms, running through BHS looking for someone who could help him. But classes had already started and he wouldn't find a soul wandering the hallways for at least one hour. And Green Death was after him, such an amount of time was a luxury Hiccup didn't have.
He could hear the heavy yet fast steps of the bully pursuing him, and Hiccup himself wasn't fast at all. Green Death would get him! If only he could…
- Toothless! ! ! – he shouted. But it was too late.
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- Are you listening Mr. Night? – called the principal, angry.
Toothless studied his surrounding, his senses alert the most, focusing his eyes on the walls as if attempting to look through them. He… he'd heard Hiccup's voice…
- Did you hear anything? – he mumbled.
- No! Focus, Mr. Night, you're in serious trouble!
- I heard something – insisted Toothless, his heart beating faster and faster.
- That is quite a pitiful excuse; you will not escape your punishment, Mr. Night. Such a behavior is unacceptable! In Berk's High School we shall not tolerate aggression or fighting of any sort!
- Oh, really? – Toothless felt rage build inside of him. He stared at the principal with his green eyes filled with hate -. You seem to tolerate it just fine! After all pretending to be blind is so much easier than actually doing something about it!
- Enough Mr. Night! – the principal yelled - You earned a phone call to your house! Your parents will learn about this!
Toothless crossed his arms and leaned back on the chair, resigned.
- Go ahead. Do your call. I have no parents to answer the phone – he replied in a grim voice, his whole face sinking into shadows.
- Your tutors- - -!
- There's no one, sir, just me.
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Fifty minutes later Toothless was free to leave the principal's office thanks to Mrs. Evans, who answered the phone and took full responsibility of him, and somehow convinced the principal to not suspend him and let him go back to classes.
Just as he left the office, however, he could tell at once something was wrong.
Green Death waited for him at the end of the hallway.
- A little bird said you were planning to escape our little meeting.
- Why would I waste my time fighting you when I already know how things will end? – said Toothless in a disdainful voice.
- Keep dreaming, dumbass. But you're gonna fight me. That's what your friend said.
- Hiccup? – Toothless' soul sank down to his feet - What've you done to him?!
Green Death laughed, cruel and heartless. Toothless felt the weight on the world on his shoulders. Where was Hiccup? Was he alright?
- We can discuss it after school – the bully kept mocking with his hoarse dark laughter.
- Hiccup! !
Toothless didn't have time to listen to Green Death's self praising speech. He needed to find Hiccup… and if Green Death had hurt him… Toothless would never forgive him. He'd show no mercy!
He ran to an empty hallway and bent one knee, resting his hands on the floor, positioning himself as a crouching dragon. He needed to focus all of his senses on Hiccup: his unique scent, his voice, the soft and unmistakable noise of his feet against the floor. Everything about the brown-haired boy Toothless had it memorized, and now it was the chance to remember why he'd commissioned himself to that.
Hiccup's smell was faint there, but after a minute Toothless could identify the track and follow it, running towards the main hallway where a small and fearful crowd had congregated around one locker.
Something inside of Toothless burnt… Hiccup was locked in there!
- Get out of my way! – he yelled as he pushed people ruthlessly to reach the lockers.
He could hear Hiccup's exhausted breathing, the way his tired hands beat the door trying to force it open to no avail. He smelt the sweat, the fear… the blood… Toothless was about to lose control; he wanted to stick his claws through the metal and tear the door off its hinges to get Hiccup out of there, but he couldn't… He had to control himself, the itching sensation on his upper back showing up already, and that was always a bad sign…
- Hiccup! ! – he shouted, and he could sense that his voice somehow helped Hiccup regain some conscience. He'd been locked for an hour, wounded, lacking air… of course he was about to faint. "I must hurry" - None of you is doing anything to help him? – he reproached the observers, furious.
The crowd responded with dead silence.
Toothless was thinking of a manner to send everyone away so he could indeed destroy the door when Tuffnut Thorston, who had been sent by Green Death to make sure no professor discovered the bullying act and no student attempted to help him, pulled his racquet out of his bag and pitiably hit Toothless' leg with it.
Toothless looked back with rage and puzzlement on his face. What was this idiot doing?
- What you think you're doing? – Toothless gritted in a scary tone. Tuffnut gulped.
- I'm… givin' you an excuse to… take my racquet… and use it…
- What?
Tuffnut dedicated a meaningful glance towards the locker's padlock.
- It's worked before – he whispered, trying not to move his lips -. Fight me…
Then Toothless understood that someone was trying to help, in a subtle way that wouldn't cause so much trouble with Green Death. If he "fought" Tuffnut all the observers would get the message that, if anyone asked, they had to say that Toothless attacked, subdued and robbed Tuffnut (so Green Death remained mad only at him and him alone).
Toothless liked the plan enough to nod at Tuffnut and give him a symbolic punch on the stomach, to later place his hand on Tuffnut's face and push him, stealing the racquet from his hands. He then used the racquet as a lever to break the padlock and finally open the locker's door (which he did in two seconds, to everyone's amazement, but right now he didn't care to risk his dragon strength being discovered).
Hiccup collapsed half-naked, half-unconscious into Toothless' arms. His body was all bruised and cut and his face covered in blood, his left eye was black, and his left ankle was evidently twisted… or worse.
- Hiccup… – muttered Toothless, feeling heart-broken with guilt: he'd dragged him in all this - I'm so sorry…
- T-tooth- - -
- Shh, don't. Gather your strength, you're safe now – Toothless placed Hiccup carefully on the floor, leaning his head on the lockers; that was the most comfortable position he could be right now.
The observers looked now terrified, many witnessing the innate cruelness of Green Death for the first time, because one thing was sinking somebody's head in a toilet, but beating him into unconsciousness was a whole different matter.
- Call Snoutlout and this guy's best friend. And don't let just any professor hear 'bout this – ordered Tuffnut to a random girl. She did immediately as commanded.
Hiccup coughed and spat blood, Toothless cleaned it with his hand and proceeded to remove his jacket and cover Hiccup with it. Boiling tears misted his eyes, but he didn't let them fall. Still, deep inside, he was crying: how did he allow this happen to Hiccup? It was his fault… it was all his fault…
- I see you already opened your present – came in Green Death, laughing.
No. It was all his fault.
Toothless caressed Hiccup's forehead one last time before standing and walking slowly and menacingly towards Green Death. Blind fury making his whole face burn.
- Someone has to stop you – he snarled, closing his hands covered with Hiccup's blood into fists -… and that will be me. You will regret this…
- Guys – commanded Green Death. His whole gang moved forward, like a human wall of muscle around the main bully.
But Toothless kept walking, closing the distance between him… and his victim.
Watching how the new guy showed no signs of fear, the sidekicks decided it was about time to give him a lesson, and readied to hit this guy as Green Death had done with his friend. But Toothless was a whole different matter when it came to fighting.
How did he manage to knock out five bullies in four seconds? He'd moved so fast that no one could tell with certainty what had happened. The gang's members felt a pulsing pain on the back of their necks, and dizziness kept them from standing and returning to the game. They were lucky, actually.
Green Death wouldn't share their luck.
Fast as lightning Toothless reached him and tackled him with all his might, and they rolled six meters over the floor. Green Death was strong, and heavy, and his fists were powerful… but no mortal would ever compare to the strength of a dragon, of a Night Fury.
Toothless punched him mercilessly again and again, feeling (and enjoying) the sensation of ribs cracking beneath his fists, a jaw being broken and teeth falling from their place. He didn't remember why he was beating this man to begin with. He was blood-blinded, fury bringing all of his lowest instincts to surface, and Green Death's screams did nothing but increasing his savage behavior.
"You'll pay for it, bastards… You will! ! For everything you've done to me… to him… to everyone! – he thought, completely lost -. I'll kill you! !"
- Someone stop him! – cried a random person.
But Toothless didn't hear nor did he care for their terror. This is what he should've done from the very beginning: killing everyone who dared to hurt him and those he loved, killing all those goddamned hunters. "Revenge! !"
- Toothless! ! – called the only voice in the world that could pull him back into reality. His hand froze in mid-air -. Toothless, stop, don't do it…
- Hiccup? – he murmured, watching absentmindedly Green Death's blood-covered face and broken nose.
- Toothless, let him go – he begged, his fragile figure holding firmly onto the stairs' banister so he could stand on his feet… foot.
- He deserves it – Toothless roared -. They all deserve it! ! !
- You don't. Please, Toothless, don't do this to yourself… to us. You'll regret it more than he will…
- Hiccup…
- Toothless, please…
The black void Toothless' mind had been submerged into disappeared, and he retreated, leaving Green Death severely injured lying on the blood-stained floor. Had he really done that? He stared at his hands… the black scales on his knuckles, his claws… He quickly crossed his arms, hiding his hands in his armpits… Now he knew it: he'd lost it…
He looked at Hiccup with a helpless expression, fearing he might find fear and repulsion in those olive-green eyes. He saw confusion, yes, but he also found comprehension, compassion… care. He headed in Hiccup's direction and hugged him deeply, restraining a bit after hearing Hiccup complaining lowly about his aching body. And Hiccup hugged him back, and hid his face in his neck.
Meanwhile the crowd had mustered again, this time twice larger, surrounding victimized Green Death. All they did was staring, but no one moved a single finger to aid him. Why would they? He'd tormented them for years, he'd enjoyed watching them live in fear… He didn't deserve their help. He deserved what he'd gotten.
- Who did it? – asked a late arrival.
- Toothless Night.
- He looked like a beast…
- He was furious…
- This was Night's fury…
- Yeah, that's it: Night Fury…
- He's Night Fury…
- Night Fury…
The new nickname went from mouth to ear to mouth, until all the witnesses were pronouncing it in a low voice.
Toothless didn't care at all, he was too busy zipping his jacket to wrap Hiccup's body and helping him limp away (at least he conserved his shoe on the right foot), but Hiccup was too weak to even do that.
And then…
- What has happened here? – came the principal, followed by Ms. Adams and professor Gobber - Is that Green Death? What happened to him?
- Who did this monstrosity? – shrieked Ms. Adams -. Whoever committed this act of vandalism must be expelled at once, Principal Sanders.
- And he will! Who has done this to my son?
Both Toothless and Hiccup froze in the spot, expecting for every look and hand to aim at the black-haired guy.
Amazingly, no one did such thing.
- He fell downstairs, all the way down – explained Tuffnut as he stepped forward, racquet in hand.
- He fell? – the principal couldn't believe it. But an athlete was the one saying it, and athletes didn't lie.
- Yeah, he was runnin' because… you know how much he hates bein' late for class… – some of the students sniggered as a response to Tuffnut's words, until the tennis male star glared at them and made them hold back their laughter -. So he was runnin' and stumbled at the stairs… and fell. He was runnin' fast, was a gross fall.
- Well, wouldn' be tha firs' one – intervened professor Gobber -. Tha mathletes two months ago… Mr. Ingerman a' tha beginnin' o' tha year… Tha stairs're deathly, principal Sanders.
- Is that what really happened? – the principal questioned Green Death's sidekicks, who were now a part of the growing crowd.
They exchanged looks with each other, glanced briefly at Toothless, standing by the end of the stairs, and nodded copiously.
- Yeah, Green Death runs a lot…
- The other day he almost falls down…
- We warned him, but you know him, he was in a hurry…
- It was a gross fall…
- Call an ambulance! – shouted the principal, and Ms. Adams was the first one to pull a cell phone out (not hers, of course, but one she'd taken from a student in detention).
- A'right, move on, move on! – said Gobber - Nothin' t'see here. T'class ev'ryone!
The mass of students dissipated in a second, and to leave along them on time Toothless had to lift Hiccup in his arms, bridal style, and get out of there.
- I'll take you to the nursery – he announced.
- No! – protested Hiccup, his voice weak still - Take me to… laboratory, Mrs. Cowell… she helps…
- Alright.
So Toothless carried Hiccup to the chemistry lab, where Fishlegs and Snotlout were already waiting for the Haddock boy to arrive. They both went pale at the sight of Hiccup's state (and a little bit as a reaction of watching Toothless' way to touch and carry Hiccup).
- Oh, my… – exclaimed Mrs. Cowell, resting her hands on her chest - I've never seen anyone this bad…
- Can you help him? – Toothless voiced the question they all wanted to ask.
Mrs. Cowell nodded.
- Take him to my office – she said, opening the door at the bottom of her classroom, where she usually kept all the either dangerous or delicate stuff, along with her lunch.
There she had a couch, where Toothless carefully placed Hiccup, and the nursing began.
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Another note: Wow, I can't believe how much I liked this chapter. Of course it's not the surrender before the basketball team and the guardian's first awakening, but it's pretty damn close to the feeling.
I know, Snotlout's so out of character... but, hey! I need a good cousin for the story to develop... eventually. I don't believe he and the twins are as stereotypical as D:RoB paints them (-I still madly adore D:RoB, can't wait for next season!-). So here's my take on them. And yeah, I agree with everyone: Fishlegs is an amazing friend!
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Poor Hiccup. Green Death deserved what he got. Yes, he did. Good thing Hiccup's actually stronger than everybody thinks, right Squirrel?
And poor Toothless... all the dark and twisted things his past hides... all the resentments... the hate... Yeah, he and Evan need therapy. One day I'll tell you about Evan.
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