Something Priceless

Three: 🎩➖, 🥂, 💝

You'll see.

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It was a very long ride, but Delara and Henry were finally near their destination.

"You may have taken down da flyin' fortress, but da Toppats stole my plans fer da stars," she commented. "God, why did I bank on dose idiots?"

"You didn't know that they'd abandon you," said Henry. He was still holding on to her tightly and had yet to let go of her as they were on the road. "It doesn't take a genius to know how much good you are. I don't think that we need them, but why are we returning?"

"Li'e I said, dis was MY plan. MINE. If you think I'd let some fancy cupcake an' 'is fuck toy take what I've worked so hard to achive, originally, fer me and my daughter, den you're on crack, Hen."

Henry chuckled as he thought about it. Yes, Delara takes pride in what she had accomplished. As she should. What were her parents thinking when the forced her into crime? She could've been so much more and yet, they dragged her through the mud.

Maybe... just maybe... Henry could... help her become... something better?

It's a crazy idea, but Henry knows better than to judge an idea by its surface value.

But first...

"If you could choose to be something besides a criminal, what would you pick?" Henry asked.

"...wha' got ya thinkin', Hen?"

"Just... a random thought. I mean... I have some knowledge on how to run a hotel and if we had your space station, we could SO have it as a resort."

"Haha! Way ta t'ink big, Hen! Go big or 'ome as I always say!"

"Just like that or as us ordinary people would say it?"

"Pff-ha! But jokes aside, I'd li'e ta step in da world a fashion."

"Really? How would you compete with big brands like Deinaco or WindGear?"

"Wha'? You sayin' dat I don' go' wha' it takes?"

"No; far from it. I just want to know what your secret would be."

"Aldight, aldight. My secret would be the tech I put into everythin'."

"Oh?"

"Ya saw my 'at at da museum. I designed it from scratch."

"Really?"

"Indeed. It may be jus' a 'at now, but if I could, I'd design clothes to protect my customers at marketable prices. You know... I originally didn't want Vanny, right?"

"I figured since you... left her..."

Delara suddenly stopped the bike and turned to face Henry.

"Let's get somethin' clear, Henry. I wasn't da one w'o left Vanny at your door. I would never do dat."

"...then who?"

"The bitch I'm supposed to call my mother. She took my daughter away from me since she's a sexist pig."

"..."
What could Henry say other than...
"I'm so sorry..."

"Don' be. If anythin', she brought me to you. I will foreva hate that bitch an' blame 'er fer the sexual assault in prison, but I'll never regret having OUR lovely butterfly. Though I'd like to prevent other women and men from gettin' assaulted li'e I did."

That sounded like a wonderful idea. Henry wished that he could control how far back he could go...

"I'm sure dat Reggie be lazy so we should be- WHAT THE!?"
Where the hell did that tank come from!?
"Brace yourself, Hen!"