3Step ~drama~

[quickly]

[Scout snickers as he rests his hands behind his head and leans against a wall.]

So BLU Scout's dad's th'RED Spy, huh? That's a real twister, ain't it? I mean, y'only told me this now, but I don't actually know it back at Paradise yet. You'd better let me make that loser's life real miserable when I do find out though, as payback, yanno? Heh. I mean he's already got it tough knowin' his dad's a stinky creeper but shit, that don't mean I need t'go easy on 'em.

[His expression turns flat for a moment before he speaks again.]

Don't go thinkin' that I need to find out who my dad is now. I don't care who he is. He left Ma 'n forced her to take care'a all of us, and for that I ain't ever forgivin' him. So I don't wanna or need ta know who he is.

[He's not jealous, not even the slightest bit.]

Hey.

Can ya find me some tacos somewhere? I haven't had one in forever. It'd mean a lot t'me, awright?

Comments

[quickly]

That's pretty old, dude.

[hasstandards]

To a bloody kid, maybe. What are you, twelve? Thirteen?

[quickly]

I'm twenty!

[hasstandards]

[Total disbelief.]

You are not.

[quickly]

Uh, yeah. Why would I lie 'bout that?

I mean if I was twelve or whatever why would I have gotten hired?

[hasstandards]

If you were twenty, you'd be shaving by now.

[quickly]

I do! I just ain't a weirdo who lets other dudes see me doin' it.

[hasstandards]

You do not. Your face is smoother than a baby's bottom.