Confrontation

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"You know where you are, don't act dumb Hardy." Vega spoke how Miguel would, strange.

"This a strange attitude even for you V, what's wrong?"  Felix lowered Gwen(1395) to the ground, gently placing her down. "Better yet, Miguel, where's my AI?"

Miguel's scratchy voice started to spoke before being cut off by Lyla "it to-"

"OH EM GEE! Miguel he's cute and smart, that's a dangerous combination. Sorry luv but we do not allow outsiders like your little crush of a Gwen variant, sorry Hardy." Lyla spoke like a kid on Christmas.

"That's rather tragic, because I'm not going home anytime soon and last time I checked I'm the one chauffeuring my Gwen variant around" Felix sneered back.

"Move away from the Gwen, now. Am I understood?" Miguel sighed as he spoke, "I'll take her back to your universe."

"What happens when I say no? What are you realistically going to do? Are you gonna try to beat me half to death, like you did with Miles?" Felix looked around, paranoid as always, fearful that Miguel called backup.

"You.......do you think I enjoyed that? Do you think I derive pleasure from beating up MY spiders? The people that I TRUST to save their respective universes? Are you so delusional that you believe I like that?" Miguel barked at Felix with disgust and pain in his voice.

"One must imagine Sisyphus as happy, no?" Felix clapped back, looking for some plan of escape.

"You are dodging my point and honestly I've had enough of you. All you've done is run off and poison my hard work. Go Home Hardy. Go Home." Miguel commanded Felix.

Upon hearing that, Felix froze; if other spider people didn't want him and everyone else only knew half of him where could he go? Was he doomed to a life of solitude? Felix came back to reality, he grit his teeth as he realized Gwen(1395) was in Miguel's hands and he was in red cage. Great.

"Too slow~" Miguel threw suave in his voice like Felix was some random woman he was flirting with to make a quick buck.

Felix passed out in a matter of seconds.

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