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He looks around the room, then to Zanna. “So, you got any like, revenges planned? Unseelie kids like those.”

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"Oh, you know just what to say. Hmm... you see that girl over there?" She points at a tiny brunette. "That's Madison. She's a bitch and I hate her. Can we torment her?"

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“You really are Tommy’s sister, aren’t you?”

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"I never claimed otherwise."

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Eric snaps his fingers. The room freezes. “So, how do we go about the torment?”

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"I was thinking..."

She squints at Madison, and a wave of red stippling spreads over her skin. Something like a rash, but made entirely of chicken-pox. At the same time, her clothes melt like cotton candy under a hose, leaving the full extent of her new condition obvious.

"Hmm... and I've got other ideas, but I think I'd rather save them for a rainy day."

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“You’re lucky she wasn’t wearing polyester or anything,” Eric comments, making a disgusted face at the thought.

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"Oh, Madison would never wear polyester," Zanna scoffs. "She acts like she deserves a Purple Heart for being allergic to synthetics and preservatives - it's not that uncommon! So am I! She's not special!"

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Eric holds up an arm, revealing a trail of red spots. “I mean, same.”

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"Ha. I guess I ended up being special after all, huh?"

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Yes. In Eric’s experience, things that make him happy are rare and special indeed. 

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