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Reed was banging his head against the wall, feeling like a complete idiot.

'Stupid! Stupid! Stupid!'

"Why would Doom scratch Johnny's car?" asked Sue. "I know he doesn't like Johnny because of all the times he's made fun of Doom and everything, but just scratching his car, that doesn't sound like something Doom would do."

"The guy's a nutcase, Susie," said Ben. "Sure, I think it's odd that all he did was sratch it, but nothing makes sense when Doom's around. The man has mental problems."

"It wasn't Victor!" blurted Reed.

"What?" said Sue. "But you told Johnny-"

"I lied!"

"Why?"

"That's not important! Right now, we need to go to Doom's castle! Johnny's going to get himself killed!"

Johnny had just finished destroying an army of fifty doombots and was now glaring hard at Doom, who was seated on his thrown, giving the Human Torch his own glare.

"Doom will give you two minutes to explain yourself, Storm!"

"What's there to explain? I'm just here to pay you back for what you did!"

"And what exactlly did I do that was so bad you came here alone?"

"You put a scratch in my car!"

"What?"

"You put a huge scratch in the back left of my car, you jerk!"

"I did not scratch your stupid car, moron! Why would I go to the Baxter Building just to put a scratch in your car? And even if that was the only thing I wanted to do, I'd do more than just scratch it! I'd tear the damn thing apart! But I was here all day! I never touched it!"

"Lair!"

Johnny formed a fireball in his right hand and throw it was Doom.

Doom formed a green force wall in front of himself to block the attack.

"If you have any brians in that flame shapped head of yours, then you will live here NOW before I kill you slowly," said Doom, venomously.

Before Johnny could attack again, the rest of the FF came in.

"Johnny, stop!" ordered Sue. "Doom didn't scratch your car!"

"What? But Reed said he did!"

"He did, did he?" said Doom. "Oh Good! Another thing to add to my ever growing list of reasons why I hate you, Richards!"

"You have a good reason to be mad at me, Victor," said Reed, ashamed of himself. "I lied to you, Johnny. I'm so sorry."

"Why did you lie to me, Reed? Who are you trying to protect?"

'Myself.'

"I know who it was," said Johnny, eyes narrowed. "It was Courtney, wasn't it? That bitch!"

"Johnny!" scolded Sue.

"No! Everyone can agree the woman's a bitch! She's always finding a way to get rid of us! She's hates us so much! I bet she put that scratch there!"

"It wasn't Courtney!" said Reed.

"Then it was that bratty red-headed kid who lives in D-88! The one who kicked me in the shin, popped Ben's favorite soccer ball, said inappropriate things to Sue, and died your white hairs pink!"

Reed covered his white hairs with his hands. "I was trying to forget that."

"He's ruined my car! Didn't he!"

"It wasn't him!"

"Who was it, damn it!"

"Why me?" asked Doom out loud, wishing the four would leave.

"Don't complain, tin face," remarked Ben.

"How dare you!"

And everyone was shouting for six minutes straight until Reed screamed to get everyone's attention.

"I did it!" he shouted. "I scratched Johnny's car! It was me!"