T: My name is Trickee.
BM: Tri... Twickee Wee Wee!
T: TRICKEE!
BM: I... can't... speak...pro..pwopewy yet...
T: Well, you have to tell my name properly.
BM: Uhhhhhhhhhhhh... Tinky Winky?
T: Fuck off.( walked off)BM: What does... fu...fuck mean?
BH: Who said that word?
BM: Twickee Wee Wee.
T: It's TRICKEE.
A: Who said about the F- word?
BM: Twickee Wee Wee.
T: MY F****** NAME IS TRICKEE!
H: Language.
T: Tell this guy to pronounce my name correctly!
A: OK, so, what's your name?
BM: Boom 💥.
A: Huh, OK? Anyway, say Tric... Key...
BM: Tri... Tinky Wee Wee!
A: Oh boy.

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The Kismets
Short StoryTrickee, Ablaze, Hype, Boom and Branch are technically best friends. They all known each other ever since they first attended school. Who knows what they have been doing.