Chapter 32: Embarrassment

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OK, let me tell you what happened. Emerson and Fiore ability were supposed to save some weird ass multiverse crisis. However they were too weak and instead barely saw what was happening, though only once for some reason. However while they were using there powers in the open field, they looked crazy using their abilities at full surge, to the naked eye it looked like for no reason. Them two lately get looks from other people.

01: Aren't they the weirdos who used their above for no reason?

02: I think they were high.

Emerson: *sigh* Listen to them.

Emerson: Fi, you know I can read your mind

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Emerson: Fi, you know I can read your mind.

Fiore: But why do we have to get all of this crap?

Emerson: I mean we are strange. We have strange abilities, background and we even look like twins!

Fiore: You know you aren't helping.

Emerson: Well, we all know something is happening.

Fiore: So?

Emerson: Well, are abilities can sorta allow us to survive without a world. Its like an energy incubator.

Fiore: I do NOT want to lice like that.

Emerson: Then we keep doing what were doing.

Fiore: And still look crazy?

Emerson: Exactly.

Fiore: You are no help.

Emerson: Well what do you want me to do about it?

Fiore: Beat them up. All of them.

*SZZZRRRTT!*

Emerson: I silenced them. Its not as sadistic.

Fiore: You idiot I know you temporarily did it!

Emerson: Well I can't be a tyrant!

03: Look at them, I think there fighting.

04: Do you think they can hear us?

Fiore: OF COURSE I CAN!!

Emerson: Fiore, keep it down.

Fiore: I know you didn't silence them at all.

Emerson: You have a lot to learn.

Fiore: ?

Emerson: There's some stuff that happened in the past which is why I never allow myself to use my ability on other people for little to no reason.

05: I think that guy is-

*BOOM!*

Emerson: They are in a coma for 24 hours.

Fiore: Thank you.

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