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I don’t fear the law, the law fears me.

74. “You’re a dork, just like your father.”

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“You’re a dork, just like your father.”

The words stab into Philip like daggers, each syllable another thrust of the knife into his heart. He knows it’s just a pathetic, agitated insult. And he knows that Eacker doesn’t mean it, but he can’t help but take great offence.

His father is his role model. So usually, to be told that he was like his father, would be a compliment to one of the highest degrees. But hearing the words, ‘dork’ and ‘your father’, in the same sentence sends Philip into a surging, bubbling fit of rage.

Philip slams his hands on the desk that George is sitting at in a red hot fury. “What the hell did you just say!?” He spat like boiling water.

“I just called you a dork, it’s cu-“ George gets cut off by Philip grabbing the collar of Eacker’s grey shirt.

“You called my father a ‘dork’, I don’t appreciate it,” he hissed through his front teeth, tongue slicking between the teeth as if he were a snake.

George laughs and leans back in partial fear. “It was a compliment? Being a dork is cute! It’s real cute!” He insists.

“My dad, is not cute!”

“Pip, I think you’re freaking out a little too much.” George released himself from Philip’s grip and shoves him away.

“I never overreact!”

“Test that theory, outside, now.”

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Eacker: Oh yeah?

*Earlier*

Philip: My name is Philip.

Philip: Cacti are thorny.

Jefferson: So now I’m facing Aaron Burr with his own faction*

Madison: He’s very attractive-

Jefferson: What! How is he attractive? Does he have this hair? NO! Can he pull off pink? NO! Does his ass look this good in spandex? NO!! So tell me, what makes him “attractive?”

Madison: ...in the north JFC Jefferson

Hamilton: Did your friends try to negotiate a peace?

What Philip Says: He refused to apologize; we had to let the peace talk cease.

What Actually Happened: The day before, Philip’s friend Richard Price had duelled George Eacker, but when neither sustained any injuries, Philip was to return the next day to finish the job.

Eacker: *Approaching to Heaven's door*

Phillip: *In front of the door* Oh... Hey Mr. Eacker, you want to come in? Well to bad! This place is only for people who knows how to count to 10... I think in hell they want people like you so, see ya later m8

Eacker:

Phillip: