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Ace: "This is bull shit! I'm cleaning and you're just sitting there eating popcorn!"
Deuce: "Since Mr. Law doesn't wanna watch you I will."
His eyes drifted toward the pile of metal.
Deuce: "...What are you building?"
Y/n looked up.
Y/n turns to Deuce.
Y/n: "A rocket launcher!"
Y/n:
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Deuce gasps.
Deuce:
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Y/n: "Ace."
Ace sighed dramatically.
"What?"
Y/n: "Continue cleaning."
Another beat.
They turned toward Deuce.
Y/n: "Also... please use they/them for the foreseeable future."
Deuce blinked before nodding quickly.
Deuce: "R-right! Sorry."
Y/n: "Thank you."
Without another word, they returned to tightening a screw onto what absolutely looked like the front end of a functional rocket launcher.
Ace stared.
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