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So you can't decide if you want to play me as a good guy or a bad guy?

...This is really confusing, so hurry up and pick. You want my two cents? Being a good guy was a waste of my time. I'm a crook, so just let me be a crook. Villains got an easier life.

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A villain?

Super villain. Robbing banks, smacking around heroes...That sort of thing.

Oh, those things. Was never much for robbery, but smacking around heroes... [She thinks back, then shakes her head, sighing grimly.] It doesn't really matter anymore. [Folds her arms across her chest.] What are you gonna do with the money once you get it?

You know, all the things you use money for. [Although now that he thinks about it, most of the stuff he could just steal. Hold on, there's got to be something.] Like, drink and women. Get enough together, I'll retire to some desert island somewhere with my kid and just forget all my worries.

You are a father?

Adopted, yeah. Little girl.

Congratulations. How old is she?

She's five. My little princess, Keemia. [He's got one heck of a smile going on just thinking about her. Really loves that kid.]

That's beautiful. [Lily's a parent herself. She can appreciate parental affection.] Does she dress up like a little princess, too?

You bet! I even went and made her a castle. It's the least of what she deserves.

Spoil her rotten, do you?

...Kinda stole an island for her. Does that count?

Well...that'd do the trick, yeah. [She thinks to herself.] Instead of returning to crime, why not take your little girl and go somewhere far away where you both can be happy?

...Pfft. I wish. You gotta have money to do that sort of thing and until I can pull off a bunch of big jobs, I'm flat broke. Can't get a regular job because I've got a record.

There's always something you can do. [She's not opposed to the idea of stealing. She may be turning away from her tenure as Menace, but that doesn't mean she's not realistic.]

I'm new to this "good" thing, myself.

Yeah? You anyone I would know off the news?

[She doesn't really want to talk about it, but hey, they're all villains in here. Or at least used to be villains...]

You might have heard of me. I was the villains Menace for a while.

...Yeah, I do think I heard of you. You had bust ups with the Web-Head a few times, right?

That was the beginning, yes. But the only guy to ever treat me right found out about my double life and helped Spider-Man stop me. Just after I found out that I was pregnant, too.

...Heh. If I didn't know better, I'd swear you were rubbing it in. Yeah. You? Definitely stay out of the game, toots.

I'm not much for rubbing it in anymore. Norman Osborn took care of that. No. I'm just trying to not screw up my kid's life, too.

[For no real reason, he turns his hands into quite detailed miniatures of himself on the left and various heroes on the right, bopping each other into formlessness and making new ones as he goes. He's actually pretty good at it.]

God, that whacko...Probably the only guy from our neck of the woods I ain't teamed up with. And I was in a team with a guy named Paste Pot Pete for years, so that should tell you something.

[He starts adding some villains too.]

Yeah...I don't have many rules, but keeping kids out of it is one of them. Apart from the Power Pack. Stupid ankle biters.

Well, I think we're in luck, because according to intel I've gotten from spies on SHIELD...the bastard is currently in a coma as a pile of muck.

[And now, back to a regular pair of hands, although they're staying sandy for now.]

You know how many times that exact same thing has happened to me? It don't stick.

That's what I've heard, but it at least gives me some time to make sure Harry and Stanley are good and safe.

Stanley? Give a kid a chance, why don't yah? [Mostly joking there. Conversation got pretty heavy for a minute there.]

[She chuckles.] Harry is the one who named him. Don't give me that look. I would have named him James or Tom.

Lady, that pretty much proves you should be wearing the pants in that relationship.

I think I still do. But from afar, which is odd.

...You lost me.

I can't be with Harry and Stanley. There are too many people who would love to get their hands on 'em and wring their necks right in front of me.

...Geeze, that's pretty harsh.

That's what I get for siding with Norman Osborn.

Bet you wish you'd had Paste Pot Pete now, huh?

Don't even know the guy, and yet he sounds a hell of a lot nicer than the Goblin.

Who doesn't? But trust me. Petey is as mean as they come. He's just got no style at all.

His first costume was a beret and a goofy moustache.

I'm shaking in my boots.

Hah, man, I've seen a lot of weird stuff. Been to the negative zone, merged with other guys, split into more guys, swapped all my blood with someone else and stuff I can't even describe.

But I'll never understand how anyone thought that looked good.

Since when is that even remotely true?

Four words, bug.

Great power, no responsibility.

Yeah, cause a kid isn't something you need to be responsible for at all. You ever think that maybe what your daughter needs is a dad who isn't in jail or on the run all the time?

You don't get to talk about her! It's because of you that I can't be there to take care of her! It's because of you I don't even know where she is! It's because of you that I can't get the cash together to find her and run off some place I'll never have to see that stupid mask again! I just need one big score!

[Except of course, Sandman just can't stop at one. There'll always be that one more big score before he retires.]

Look, I have enough of a guilt complex without people blaming me for things that're in no way my fault. If it wasn't me going after you every time you got it into your head that breaking the law is a good idea, it'd be someone else. Possibly someone not nearly as nice as I am.

And I think you're forgetting that we've been doing this dance for nearly a decade by this point. I KNOW you Flint. If you somehow managed to get away with one big score, you'd try for another one, and another one, and keep pressing your luck until it backfires on you.

You like to think you can get under everyone's skin, don'tcha? Well, you can take your pop psychology and shove it up your tights. This is the only way I've got.

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