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At the sight of the little shuttle, the Master Builder sighed with relief. She knew how much Benny cared about the little kid, considering, well, the kid was his. As she looked down at Cadet, the woman couldn’t help but smile. Usually babies weren’t her thing, but she had to admit that Cadet was adorable. Plus, she did promise Benny that she’d help protect her.

Her attention shifted back to the spaceman when he spoke. “Wait, like, you want me to help you find someone who can make them for you?” That was what he meant, right? “I could try, maybe if I asked around…?”

"No.." Benny was still looking down at Cadet. Everything he was about to do now, was for her safety. "Pa— I have someone who knows where to get them. I need— It would be easier to get the papers if someone were to pretend to be her other parent.. see?"

He couldn’t tell her why Cadet’s real, other parent, couldn’t— wouldn’t do it. Not yet. He’d put that off for as long as he could. Which probably wouldn’t be for long. He knew Wyldstyle was smart, and she’d start to wonder why Pa Cop was helping them when they met up with him.

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It didn't take long for Wyldstyle to piece together what Benny meant. And she couldn't believe it.

"You want me to pose as Cadet's mother!?" Her eyes were wide with shock, her expression seeming to accuse the astronaut of being crazy. "You're asking me, of all the people you know..."

The Master Builder's gaze shifted from Benny, who clearly wasn't looking at her, to Cadet. Wyldstyle knew she promised to protect the kid, but to raise her as a fake mother? At this point, she had enough problems with pulling her own life together. How was she supposed to know how to take care of Cadet in addition to trying to find a place to live, among so much more?

She was silent for a while, letting it all sink in before she exhaled any negative feelings that she had about this. "Okay, I'll do it. If it'll keep Cadet safe from Octan and protect the other parent until they can come out of hiding, then..."

Wyldstyle looked at Benny again. This was honestly the first time in a while she had ever seen him so concerned about anything. If nothing else, she'd go through with this for him. "Fine."

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Favourite song?

Too many to count. I could give you a playlist or a mix tape of songs that I really love or have some sort of importance to me.

... if I still had the stuff I used to make those things, of course...

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"H-hey Wyldstyle? I need your help with something.. really important.. " Benny approaches the other Masterbuilder, barely floating off the ground, wringing his hands together and looking /extremely/ nervous.

The newspaper listings for apartments were quickly forgotten when she heard the astronaut speak. Wyldstyle didn’t usually see Benny this nervous, so something was up. “What’s going on?” she asked cautiously, folding up the newspaper and tucking it under her arm. After a quick glance around, she added with widened eyes, “Benny, where’s Cadet?”

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Cadet’s little shuttle, noticeably a new one, was hidden behind the spaceman. He flew up a little to get behind it and push her closer to Wyldstyle. “She’s right here..” He was looking down at his daughter as he spoke. He’d probably have to tell Wyldstyle everything, before this was over. It would guarantee Cadet’s safety though, even if something happened to him and she got taken away.

"I.. need your help.. getting her authorization papers.." Cadet would be safe then. She wasn’t a Masterbuilder, and she wouldn’t be unauthorized then. She was innocent.

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At the sight of the little shuttle, the Master Builder sighed with relief. She knew how much Benny cared about the little kid, considering, well, the kid was his. As she looked down at Cadet, the woman couldn't help but smile. Usually babies weren't her thing, but she had to admit that Cadet was adorable. Plus, she did promise Benny that she'd help protect her.

Her attention shifted back to the spaceman when he spoke. "Wait, like, you want me to help you find someone who can make them for you?" That was what he meant, right? "I could try, maybe if I asked around...?"

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"I don't know how you made it out of that explosion, but I will make sure you regret it."

Just seeing Bad Cop made her feel bitter all over again. It didn't matter what had happened; he was going to pay for getting her home blown up.

"After what you and your crazy horse put me through!?" Wyldstyle threw a sharp glare at the officer as she stood her ground, prepared for a fight. "I'm surprised you made it out of that alive! What, couldn't rest until your oh-so-important job was done?"

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Truth: Is your hair dyed black, or was it naturally black?

Well, it was originally really dark already, but it wasn't really the sort of dark I had in mind? So I dyed it the sort of black it is now.

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Thoughts on Johnny thunder (the lego minifigure)?

We don't talk about him. Ever.

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The newspaper listings for apartments were quickly forgotten when she heard the astronaut speak. Wyldstyle didn't usually see Benny this nervous, so something was up. "What's going on?" she asked cautiously, folding up the newspaper and tucking it under her arm. After a quick glance around, she added with widened eyes, "Benny, where's Cadet?"

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EVERYTHING IS BATMAN, EVERYTHING IS COOL WHEN YOU’RE BATMAN, EVERYTHING IS BATMAN, BECAUSE I’M BATMAN. (x)

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uh...hey, how have you been doing?

Wyldstyle gasped, immediately grasping the officer’s wrist with sudden gritted teeth and a glare. “You think you can just show up and—?”

She squinted her eyes and became puzzled, taking a good look at him. Was this… Bad Cop? “What the brick happened to your face?” she nearly whispered in question.

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The sudden rough handling and aggression from the master builder was surprising, but not expected. He just stared at her with a dumb smile, even as a puzzled look grew on her face. Then Scribble Cop had a nervous look as she asked her question, “uhhh…accident?”

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Her gaze didn’t waiver from the cop one bit, not buying the accident excuse. “If this is just some chance for you to try and track us down, I’m not buying it,” Wyldstyle scowled. “Besides, like heck would you stoop so low as to say an accident left you like this.” Unless it was due to the explosion at her old home, in which case she could see that, but there was no way she was letting the officer know. “Haven’t you done enough already?”

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Scribble Cop backed away a step from the woman. Of course wyldestyle wouldn’t believe such an obvious lie she was too smart for that. ” No…no tracking…I promise, and I know I have done plenty of bad things before, some things inexcusable,” he fumbled raising his hands up in front of him, ” a-and I’m sorry about all of it.”

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What she hadn’t expected was for him to apologize. That threw her a bit off-guard.

"Wait, what?" The Master Builder’s expression lessened from its scowl into one of confusion as her grip on the officer fell only slightly softer. "You’re just gonna… apologize?" It almost didn't seem real.

Then again, her gloved hand was still around the cop's wrist.

"Look, I don't know what sort of sick trick you're trying to pull, Bad Cop, I'm not buying it. There's no way you'd just up and apologize to any Master Builder--especially me--after all you've done to hunt us down and destroy our homes." Pulling him closer as she spoke, Wyldstyle resumed glaring at who she still assumed was Bad Cop. "Tell me what's really going on," she muttered, "or I will go back on what I said and actually hurt you."

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TRUTH SERUM - MY MUSE HAS TO ANSWER ANY AND ALL QUESTION REGARDLESS OF WHAT IT IS.

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Please preface questions with “Truth”

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The Master Builder looked up from her jacket at the astronaut. Oh right, he was still running the spaceship. And she had… oh.

"Benny, spaceships are… fine," Wyldstyle tried to explain, taking some deep breaths. "It’s just that they’re more your turf than they are mine. Same with Cloud Cuckooland; it’s great, but too much of it is…"

Wyldstyle glanced away, nearly biting her lip. “Look… it’s nothing personal. I’m just going a little stir-crazy is all. A lot has been going on, and I’ve had like a bunch of time already to already sink in…”

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"Yeah, spaceships are the best!" His eyes squinted against something coming into view. "Oh look—!"

Benny banked the ship to the left suddenly, circling around the approaching kingdom in the clouds before finding someplace to land.

"We’re here!" He smiled brightly, setting the spaceship down on the borders of the clouds. Benny flew out of his seat to check on Cadet’s shuttle and the Piece of Resistance, both of which had stayed secured during his quick descent. After setting Cadet’s shuttle to follow him again, he picked up the piece and flew back to Wyldstyle’s side, holding the piece out to her. "I know Wyldstyle. And I know you’re smart too—! You’ll think of something."

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At the sight of the familiar technicolor kingdom, Wyldstyle sighed. Well, there was her new home for the next unspecified amount of time. She would have to deal with UniKitty--the bright and oh-so-cheerful ball of sunshine that she was--and who knew what else raving about twenty-four/seven. Because, as the leader's voice rang in the woman's head, There's also no consistency!

She couldn't help but roll her eyes at the thought. Joy.

The Master Builder stood up, putting her jacket back on before joining Benny and Cadet. She smiled down at the little girl before the astronaut brought the Piece to her attention. Taking a moment, Wyldstyle nodded before taking the artifact back. "You're right," she sighed, trying to keep the smile on. "It's just going to be totally crazy for a while, though. For now, let's just see where we can go from here." Slinging the still-"roped" Piece around her shoulders, she gave Benny the okay before they set foot on the clouds.

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uh...hey, how have you been doing?

Wyldstyle gasped, immediately grasping the officer’s wrist with sudden gritted teeth and a glare. “You think you can just show up and—?”

She squinted her eyes and became puzzled, taking a good look at him. Was this… Bad Cop? “What the brick happened to your face?” she nearly whispered in question.

askscribblecop

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Her gaze didn't waiver from the cop one bit, not buying the accident excuse. "If this is just some chance for you to try and track us down, I'm not buying it," Wyldstyle scowled. "Besides, like heck would you stoop so low as to say an accident left you like this." Unless it was due to the explosion at her old home, in which case she could see that, but there was no way she was letting the officer know. "Haven't you done enough already?"

#askscribblecop

uh...hey, how have you been doing?

Wyldstyle gasped, immediately grasping the officer's wrist with sudden gritted teeth and a glare. "You think you can just show up and--?"

She squinted her eyes and became puzzled, taking a good look at him. Was this... Bad Cop? "What the brick happened to your face?" she nearly whispered in question.

#askscribblecop #ask

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"Ugh, I want to have something else go on… Spaceships are cool and all, but they, like Cloud Cuckooland, should be taken in moder—

"Bricks, we’re gonna have to live in Cloud Cuckooland until we all can find another place to live… aren’t we?"

*covers face with bunched-up jacket and screams into it*

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"Cloud Cuckooland’s not so bad!" He pats her jacket-covered head, with a smile.

"Wait.

What’s wrong with spaceships?”

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The Master Builder looked up from her jacket at the astronaut. Oh right, he was still running the spaceship. And she had... oh.

"Benny, spaceships are... fine," Wyldstyle tried to explain, taking some deep breaths. "It's just that they're more your turf than they are mine. Same with Cloud Cuckooland; it's great, but too much of it is..."

Wyldstyle glanced away, nearly biting her lip. "Look... it's nothing personal. I'm just going a little stir-crazy is all. A lot has been going on, and I've had like a bunch of time already to already sink in..."

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