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"Iunno, Quentin, I knew I was telekinetic long before I knew I could warp reality. I think we're pretty evenly matched if you ask me."
"Being that both of us are Omega leveled, thus making measuring our abilities impossible, yeah, I'd say so too."
"Quentin, we should have a tele-lift-off sometime!" Franklin suggested, popping into the room.
"Sure, if you want to get pwned."
Clears throat. "I'm seventeen."
"...My bad."
"I'm not poised to incite riots thought." Franklin winked.
"Still, you're like, what, twelve?"
"I'm sure he'd have plenty to say, provided he was around." Franklin shrugged. "The whole Richards/Storm clan has been MIA lately, I really can't find any of them."
"No one was at home watching you? That's a tad irresponsible."
"No, the time stream is something that I don't like to mess with, I'm nearly omnipotent, not omniscient. That's more your schtick."
"Touche."
"So, what did your dad have to say about your 'nap time'?"
"I could, but that's a little devious, don't you think?" Franklin teased.
"Who am I to judge?"
"Y'know, sometimes I don't exactly have control over things that happen to me. The only problem being that I've lost a few months now."
"If you can warp reality, can't you just go back in time and take it back?"
