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But I'm not! You're practically family, Nikki. The reputation is going to hurt you eventually, no matter what. you can say you don't care, but deep down, I know you do. Please don't do this to yourself. I don't want to stand-by while I watch you self-destruct.

You're gonna end up bottling everything inside, and I can't let that happen. It's my duty as a friend, to be there for you. I know you don't want to talk about it, but you're never going to get over it until you do. I'd rather push you to your breaking point and have you hate me, than you hate yourself.

Ugh, my head hurts so bad.

Then let people think what they want! As long as it’s not about you, my family or my friends then I’m okay with it.

Why can’t you just let me be, Effy? Don’t you see, I don’t want to think about it, I don’t want to talk about it. I just want to get over it and move on but you and everyone else won’t let me!

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Maybe. But I'm not admitting to anything.

I need more than just sass from my father. I'm pretty sure I got my good looks from him... and my mom's crazy hair. It makes me question why I'm not tossed in an asylum, you know?

I didn't mean to do it.

Don’t puh-lease me. You know I’m right.

You do take after your dad, you’re a sassy little Sass Master just like he is. So you got something from him. I’m sure you are more sadistic than you’re letting on, you got that from your mom definitely. I’d probably end up in an asylum if I was ever able to read your thoughts.

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I'm sure that was only in your dreams, Nick.

I'm pretty good, actually. It's nice to feel happy. 

where's everyone been at?

I’ll have you know they saw quite a lot of action, thank you. How do you knoe they weren’t getting that action with me?

Hey. its cool. I’m alright, can’t complain. Yourself?

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Girl, puh-lease.

I'd like to think I take after my dad a little more than my mom, though that is completely and one-hundred percent false. I think I'm more sadistic than I let on, honestly... You would go insane with all of my wild thoughts.

I didn't mean to do it.

Well maybe this is your karma for ignoring those thoughts and ignoring me all the time. I don’t think you know what common sense is. [She rolls her eyes before nudging Izzy playfully.]

She really is evil, she used to like to torture my dad, kind of like you like to torture me now. I guess the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. At least you’re not as sadistic as aunt Piranha.

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No, but you're creating a bad reputation for yourself, Nikki... And so many things can go wrong...

You're strong. You've always been strong. That's something I admired most about you. Honestly, I think you're acting out of sadness and anger. You can say it doesn't have anything to do with that, but from the way I see it, that's what's causing you to act this way. I want to help you because we've been friends for years, and I care about you. 

Ugh, my head hurts so bad.

So what if I’m spending nights with guys? It’s not a crime.

Why would think highly of me? I’m hardly role model material. I never asked for your opinion, nor do I want it, Effy. And this has nothing to do with that. I can do whatever I want, it’s my life, my choice. Why do you want to help me so much?

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I do what I want, Mister Superhero. 

You're getting kind of creepy there, though you do have a point... But I'm hardly ever wrong. [Effy brushes a lock of her hair over her shoulder, pushing out her chest and tilting her head upward, as she struggled to maintain an air of sorts, all while try not to laugh at the same time.] Only on Sundays. 

What did I do this time?

Fair point, Effy, but you should never answer a question with a question [smirks]. You agree when it suits, because you’re stubborn, and will go out of your way to prove you are right, even when you know you’re wrong. I know you better than you know yourself. It’s scary.

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Do I ever agree with anything you say?

Well, I agree with some things. Just not most things.

What did I do this time?

Are you just going to disagree with everything I say?

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Well, of course. Those thoughts always occur to me. I just choose not to listen to them. Typically how I choose not to listen to you, even when I should. My common sense is all messed up.

Probably. I'm telling you, dude, my mom is evil. She likes explosions, but then again, so do I. I just don't try to blow people up.

I didn't mean to do it.

Did you ever think that maybe you shouldn’t be messing with it?

She’d probably blow him up first so we could watch, then she would blow us up for good measure. I remember those stories too, now I know why dad flinched every time something exploded.

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I don't know... I was just firing it, then BAM. Nothing.

Wouldn't she blow up Uncle Alek, - er, your dad, if she found out that he told you, and then you told me? I vaguely recall him telling us stories when we were younger about how the Piranha tried blowing him up.

I didn't mean to do it.

[She rolls her eyes.] How exactly is that supposed to help us? What were you even doing with it that you broke it?

She would blow me up too if I told her you used her old name, because dad helped make that name. I’d rather stay a whole person thank you very much.

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Pff, of course Tatiana the Piranha taught me somethings!... Just nothing, uh... Tesla-related...

Don't ever tell anyone that I used her old nickname, okay? Then I'll definitely get electrocuted to death, or worse... Blown up.

I didn't mean to do it.

Well obviously, so how do you propose that we fix this thing? I highly doubt she made instructions on how to make another one or fix it for that matter. She didn’t seem like the type that would write down anything that someone else could get and possibly use against her. [She shrugs her shoulders slightly before arching a brow curiously.] Unless she taught you some things…?