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“    i am revved up and ready to learn man!  my brain is horny !    ”    it was aster’s first day of school in manchester and bart was so excited he was practically skipping as they walked to school.  school had been max’s one condition on aster staying with them and bart was actually super excited to have a friend in his class !

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“Are you lost, kid?”

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@viinewhiip Continue from that ask because hoooooboy " Nuh uh nope this ain't happenin." Her arms cross and her posture straightens with uncharacteristic sharpness creeping into her voice. " You are coming with me and we are going shopping OR you're going to come live with me. Because this whole" she gestures at her with an open hand " thing ?? Your pride versus my maternal instinct? Your pride ain't winning."

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“If I stay in the Hostel for another second I’m going to punch someone.” Xavin declared, walking up. “Probably Chase.”

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Damian hated these events. He hated even more that he was the only one who had to attend. His father and “brothers” apparently were busy. And apparently, it would make a good impression if the youngest Wayne was representing their new initiative for under privileged youth. It didn’t mean he had to look happy. 

So he leaned back against a pillar, loosening his tie and grabbing a drink off the tray of a passing waiter. Taking a sip, he grimaced. Soda. Seriously, what was wrong with a sparkling cider or something? 

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Pickpocketing wasn’t much of a challenge for speedsters. If they wanted to, they could take a person’s wallet, ruffle through it, draw on all the photos they were carrying around in it and still be picky about the amount of cash they took out of it (right down to exact change), before putting it back, all before their mark could even blink. Which was a good thing for Thad, because he was picky.

Lowering himself to stealing was bad enough, he refused to take more than he needed at any one time and tended toward taking only a few dollars from any one person. Enough that most of the people he stole from would likely assume they had just miscounted how much money they had or assume they’ed misplaced it. It was a habit born more out of being overly cautious than out of any concern for those he took from, but he rationalized that it still somewhat worked in their favor.  

The downside was that he needed to take from several people at once, as opposed to just taking from only one or two. And as he made his way through a crowd of what he figured were tourists, he may have been quick but he lacked any real subtlety, counting what he’d snagged from the group right there as he drifted back out of their numbers. 

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Honestly, he was in the opposite of a rush. Rushing meant he would have to see Jonah Jameson much sooner than he wanted to. The being trapped thing was an unexpected bonus.

"Nah, not really. In fact, I was just at a restaurant so I have a ton of food stashed in my backpack if you're hungry. By restaurant I mean Wendy's." When he said there was a lot, Peter meant it.

He put it down at his feet and opened the zipper, revealing there were several crumpled bags with grease stains. "...I uh... I get hungry often. So I tend to get a lot of food. I swear I'm not on drugs."

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Gar hadn’t even been on patrol that night—he had just been out for a walk. He was a night owl by nature. He wasn’t sure if his nocturnal activities were caused by the boundless amount of energy he had, or the slight fear he had of nightmares, but either way, he was out. He had just put away an entire vegetarian pizza, and he was feeling good.

He had been passing the mouth of an alley when his sensitive ears picked up noise. Movement. He stopped and turned his head to look over, eyes widening in surprise. There was a girl there, and she looked hurt. She also appeared to have a cast made of plants, and that wasn’t normal. He held up his hands in the traditional I mean no harm gesture and stepped forward. “Uh, you okay?”

Clearly not, but what else was he supposed to say?