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Jessie - JESSICA!
Morang - LemonMorang
Goth - GothicLiterature
Paletts - Protecc
Valentine - Cupid
Clover - GirlPower
Seven - SevenUp
Crayola - Crayon

JESSICA!: CLOVER WHAT DID YOU SAY TO POPS?

Crayon: Are they fighting again..?

SevenUp: great...

Cupid: Clover what did you do now?

GirlPower: WHAT MAKES YOU THINK IT WAS MY FAULT! HE FUCKING STARTED IT!

Crayon: CLOVER!

SevenUp: Crayola i wouldn't...

GirlPower: SHUT THE FUCK UP CRAYOLA. WE ALL KNOW YOU TRY A LITTLE TOO MUCH TO BE LIKE DAD

SevenUp: CLOVER LEAVE HIM OUT OF THIS!

JESSICA!: Clover what is wrong with you!? What did you say to pops to make him this upset!?

GirlPower: Nothing!

LemonMorang: Liar.

GirlPower: Shut up. Don't tell them!

LemonMorang: She said she wished Andrew was still alive to take him back.

GothicLiterature: She said that!?!?

GirlPower: It was an accident okay! I was just mad! Its not like he likes me anyway!

JESSICA!: why would you say that!? Do you know what that man did to dad!?

GirlPower: OF COURSE I DO! Im sorry okay! Im sorry im sorry im sorry! I feel like shit okay!?

GirlPower: I knew it was wrong the moment i said it! I've felt like shit ever since! I tried to apologize but he was already gone!

GirPower: I know im the least favorite! Just leave me alone okay!

GirlPower is offline

   I sniffled and shut my phone off. They don't get it. They don't get how much he hates me. He always has.

  The rain poured around me. It was cold and wet. I looked down at the ground. I was up in the tree in Val's backyard.

   Maybe I can just hide here forever. That would be better than going home.

   Someone below cleared their throat. I peaked through the leaves. "Pops..?" I wiped the tears from my eyes.

   "Hey." His eyelights were still glazed from crying.

   "How did you find me?" I hissed.

   "Valentine told Error about the fight. And Error tole me you'd be here." He leaned against the tree. "Why do you think you're the least favorite? Why do you think I hate you?"

   "Because I am. And because you do." I huffed like it was obvious.

   "You aren't. I love all you kids." He sighed. "Clover I don't want you going down the wrong path in life."

   "What so im supposed to be just like you then?" I snorted.

   "No. I don't want you to be like Club. He was just like you. He thought he was the least favorite. So he became bitter... and he and his brothers grew apart. I don't want that for you." He sighed.

   I looked through the leaves again. "Dad was like that..?"

   "Yeah. He was." Pops looked up. "Clover I don't hate you."

   I wiped my face again. "Are you mad at me for the Andrew thing..?"

   He winced. "No. You were angry and hurt. I would have said the same."

  "But I hurt you.." I mumbled.

   "Kid you could never hurt me as much as he did." He gave a half smile. " I got thick skin." He winked and laughed softly.

   I giggled. "Yeah. Guess so." I sighed.

   "Wanna come down or do you wanna laugh at me while i try to climb up?"

   I laughed softly again. "I'm coming down." I turned to make my way down. The branch was wet. I slipped.

   "CLOVER!" Pops moved in an instance and grabbed ahold of me before I could hit the ground.

   I shook lightly and looked up. I clutched his shirt. I sucked in a gasp. "Dad! Your shirt! This one is your favorite and now its ruined!"

   He looked down at his mud and grass stained shirt. "It's fine. Im just glad you're okay kiddo." He whispered pulling me close.

   I blinked and hugged tightly. I didn't care that we were getting muddy. "I love you Pops..."

   "Love you too Clover." He whispered and ruffled my hair. "Now lets go home. You look like a wet mop."

   "Says you neon nightmare." I giggled and punched his arm.

   He rolled his eyes. "Come on."

   "Yeah okay." I picked my hat uo and followed after him.