Chapter 17: Oblivious
Lynn: Oh, how horrible!
Crasher: Downright terrible, kid!
Lynn: Maybe we should stop watching the news and focus on more positive things instead. Like fixing my toy guillotine, if it wouldn't be too big of a bother for you.
Crasher: What? No, I wasn't talking about the clucking TV, I was talking about Negaduck!
Lynn: You and Papa are having issues? Oh no!
Crasher: It’s just like, I can’t get him out of my head and every time I look at him I have this pain in my chest, and I just know it’s his fault, that whiny little bitch!
Lynn: Crash... You and Papa have lived together for years, right?
Crasher: Yeah, so?
Lynn: And you both take care of me.
Crasher: 'Course we do!
Lynn: And you go out to do things together all the time. Make each other laugh. Bandage each other's injuries...
Crasher: D'ya have a point to this, brat, or are ya just talking for the sake of it?
Lynn: ...
Lynn, grinning: Just that it is most definitely Papa's fault and you should tell him so. Immediately.
—later—
Crasher: LIVING WITH YOU MAKES ME SICK!
Crasher: [slams door shut as he leaves the room]
Negaduck, just returning home: What the cluck's wrong with him?
Lynn: He just likes you too much, Papa.
Negaduck, snorting: Yeah, sure kiddo.
Lynn, in her head: This has the potential to entertain me and the boys for weeks... Provided I fan the flames just right.
Lynn: [giggles melodically]
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