#letsgetdxngerous

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“I don’t understand your stupid American insults, but you take that back.”

    “ so you must darkwing-- huh? what’s a kid like you doin’ watching over a whole city by yourself? ”

“Could it perhaps be you?”

Scrooge looked down at the note, giving a soft, warm chuckle before rolling his eyes. “Ah’ll be damned, he stole my line.”

“ ...Suburban dad chic? ”

              “Duh. Yeah. Why--- you don’t?” He shot back accusingly, with an exaggerated roll of his eyes. “You have a husband that loves you and a daughter that’d do anything for you and a nice, big, pretty house--- horrible fashion sense, but I guess ya can’t win ‘em all.” He shrugged. “You got it all! What do you have to be so upset about all the time? I’d kill to have just a fraction of what you got! And all you do is whine like a spoiled brat...”

     “MIND YOUR OWN #%@$ BUSINESS.”