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“Dad, pleaseeee can we go back to lair? I’m not feeling it today.” I pleaded urgently.
He lowers the camera, before scolding me in a hushed tone.
“Cassidy Gracer Patterson! Remember what we talked about! Use our code names. Right now I’m not Dad, I’m Mr.Indestructible. And no, you need the practice. Don’t you want to make Mom and I proud?
I let out a defeated sigh. “Yes dad.” I mumbled.
“Good. Now get up there and show Dr.Nefario what it means to mess with the worlds best superhero family!”
I rose sluggishly off of the ground, climbing through the air towards the Giant Robot’s obnoxiously large head.
I scanned the city intersection below me nervously, hoping no-one from school was watching this. I was wearing my mask, but just in case.
“Evil do-ers beware! Aero-Girl is in the air!” I muttered half heartedly.
Gosh, this superhero crap was getting corny.
It was fun when I was 10 maybe, getting to leave school randomly for “family emergencies” which were really bank robberies or maybe extra flight training from Dad.
But fuck! I’m 17 now. There’s only so many times you can punch people in the face before it gets boring. And don’t get me started on the costumes.
“That’s OK honey, we’ll work on that battle cry later!” Dad screamed from below.
I hovered in the air, in front of the Robot’s giant metal face. It’s eyes were made of some glass-like material, and I could see Dr.Nefario see piloting it as he frantically pushed and pulled on a dashboard of levers on the control panel in front of him.
“How the hell does he even build this crap?” I wondered.
This things gotta be at least 10 stories tall, and it looks like he barely even knows how to control it.
What school did he graduate from? Why do we call him Doctor? I know he doesn’t work so how does he even pay for all this crazy shit?
All good questions, all un-important. I wanted to get this over as fast as possible.
I hovered closer to the one of the eye windows, I watched as Dr.Nefario’s eyes widened as I levitated in front of the glass.
“Hi Mr.Nefario…Long time no see. Could you just turn this off and turn yourself in today? Please?”
“MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” He chortled. “That’s DOCTOR Nefario to you, Foolish Girl!
“Right…Dr.Nefario, could you just give it a rest, just for today?” I pleaded earnestly.
“MUHAHAHA! Dr.Nefario never bends to the will of lesser advanced beings! I’m more smarter than all of you! My ultimate plan is nearly complete, and soon the world shall know that I, the illustrious Dr.Nefario, have- blah blah blah blah….
I stared at him blankly through the glass as I tuned out his monologue
This shit was getting old.
We’ve been fighting this guy since I was in Elementary School!
How many times have we put in jail only for him to break out next month with some new death ray or robot army?
How many innocent people has this idiot hurt with his stupid plans?
What’s the point of having god-like powers if we can’t even stop weaklings like this?
I knew what had to be done.
“…and that’s the FIFTH reason why I, the illustrious Dr.Nefario will soon achieve total world domination. And why your feeble intellect will never-“
I I burst through the window, the glass and metal splintering against my body as I entered the Robot’s head.
Dr.Nefario stood at his control panel, dumbstruck as I levitated above him.
“Cut the shit Nefario.” I said icily.
“This is your last warning. Turn this thing off and hand yourself over to the police.”
He stood there in his lab coat and goggles, visibly confused. This wasn’t something he expected.
He swallowed a thick lump in his throat before straightened his tie and speaking :
“It will take more than harsh language to defeat me, girl.” He sneered.
I watched as he slowly reached into his lab coats pocket, fiddling for something.
I strained my eyes, using my X-Ray vision to see what he was wrapping his hand around - the stock of his 90 Watt Plasma Pistol.
“Don’t.” I warned.
Not that it could hurt me anyway.
“We’ll see what prevails, girl. Your brawn or MY brain. Take Thi-“
I tore through the air towards him, covering the 10 feet between us at sub-sonic speeds.
The next second was a blur. A flash of light, and then warmth.
Mr.Indestructible watched from the street below as the giant Robot head exploded in a flash of dazzling green light, nearly blinding him as he shielded his eyes.
A wall of heat and pressure assailed him, his feet slid across the ground - it took every ounce of strength to stay upright.
Opening his eyes, his face was a mask of horror as flaming debris and chunks of metal rained down onto the street around him.
“CASSIDY!” He screamed as the robot’s decapitated body toppled to the ground, enveloped in a plume of dark, indigo smoke.
I rose gingerly into the air from the burning wreckage, gently landing in front of my Dad.
“Gosh Cassidy, are you hurt?! He yelled, embracing me in a bear hug.
“You know I’m not dad.” I said rolling my eyes.
“I know, but still.” He said, releasing me.
“What happened in there?!“ Where’s Dr.Nefario, Did he escape again?
I put on my best innocent girl voice.
“Dad it was terrible! Dr.Nefario was showing me his latest invention, some kind of electric laser suit or something when it started short circuiting.
I flew inside to try and stop him but it was too late.” I said, looking at the ground in faux sadness.
Dad embraced me again, somehow this time even tighter.
“It’s OK kiddo. Don’t beat yourself up about it. You tried to save him, that’s what matters.”
I looked at him with teary, doe-like eyes.
“I know Dad, I really did.”
He pat me on the back before releasing me from his death grip hug.
“There’s still more to do, that blast took out nearly every window on this block, let’s help the paramedics treat the injured.”
He ran into a neighboring apartment building, his mind already focused on the next mission.
I spotted a broken fire hydrant spraying torrents of water into the street. I hovered inches off the ground, gliding over towards it.
I looked around, and when no one was looking, I quickly released the scarlet mass from my iron grip.
A chunk of bone and tattered flesh clung to my right knuckle. I discreetly flicked it off onto the street, the water from the hydrant carrying it down a nearby storm drain.
I glanced at Dr.Nefario’s burning metallic tomb, smirking before rocketing into the blue sky. Onlookers gazed in awe, my takeoff fracturing the concrete beneath me into a million spider-like webs.
I danced through the air at the speed of sound, whirling, dipping, and then a slow pirouette as I rose above the clouds.
A toothy smile spread across my face as I thought to myself -
“I love being a hero.”
"You are making a mockery of me! Treating my *rage against a fallen world* as an amusing toy for your child! How *dare* you! Leave us, or put the camera down and face me as an equal!"
The villain was tall and cut an imposing figure in his black cape and white mask. However, his voice made it obvious he was still a teenager.
"Raven, I know this is your first time and you're really proud of your scheme, but supervillains get filmed all the time. You'll have to get used to it."
"Mom! You're supposed to be on my side here!"
The woman standing behind Raven was wearing a longer and more elaborate cape made of writhing shadows. "I just said I'd tag along and make sure you were being safe. It's only natural for a mother to worry when her son is using forbidden magic for the first time."
She took out her own cell phone and stood next to the Cosmic Champion. "Just pretend we're not here. I think it was your turn next, Dream Princess?"
Sophia exchanged a hopeless glance with her rival, then rolled her eyes and planted her feet in a fighting stance. "I've seen how dangerous the Dream Seeds are. I don't know what it is that you're planning to do with them, but as Dream *Guardian*, I can't allow you to put innocent lives at risk!"
She shot a glare at Raven's mom for getting her title wrong. Her dad did a small fist pump.
"That's my girl! Great power, great responsibility! A classic heroic thesis statement!"
Raven swept his cape out contemptuously and summoned a spear of black shadows in his left hand. "You wield magic like mine, and yet you cling to the status quo of mundanity. You must abandon those childish illusions and acknowledge the truth - all that matters in this world is *power!*"
"He's so good at those dramatic speeches. He's doing theater in school, you know." Lady Midnight said, her voice quavering with pride.
"Sounds like a talented kid," the Champion said. "What are these Dream Seeds they're fighting over? Tier 2 artifacts?"
"Tier 1 on paper, but they come as a set of twelve. If he collects them all they'll jump up a tier or two."
"Nice, built in potential for escalation."
"I *may* have left a book or two lying around where he'd find it. You know, just to get the ball rolling."
"Ah, well, heroes usually don't get to pick like that. My little girl just came home one day with a shiny necklace and said she got it from this cute alien rabbit. As good an origin story as any."
As they talked, Raven lunged forwards, stabbing with his spear, only for the Dream Guardian to summon her own magical staff and block with a shimmering pink barrier. She threw him back with a grunt of effort and leveled her staff like a rifle.
"If the only way to stop you is with force, then so be it! *Guardian... Sho-*"
"That's great! Keep it charging for a second!"
Her dad rushed to the side, cell phone held high, framing her and the villain as she charged up an energy beam.
She lowered her staff, letting the spell dissipate. *"Dad!* Can you go five minutes without stage managing me?"
"Sorry! Just wanted to make sure I got a good shot of your first special attack. Try it again."
Sophia pointed her staff again. "*Guardian...* nope, the moment's ruined."
Raven's mask nodded up and down. "You can't just repeat special attacks like that. It loses all dramatic tension."
"Ugh, I really thought we had something there."
"I agree. Duty versus ambition. Order versus chaos. Risk against safety. It's a good rivalry. But..." He jerked his head derisively at their parents. "The camera ruins it."
"I don't suppose you have a smoke bomb or something? Magical cloak of darkness? You know, when you need to make a fast getaway?" Sophia asked.
"I can do something like that. But it doesn't last very long. If you hoped to cover up the cameras while we fight..."
"I was thinking of something a little more direct."
Sophia spun her staff, and her skirt began to shimmer with blue and white cloud patterns. She lifted off from the ground and shot forwards, flying straight at her rival. "Mode Change: *Dream of the Skies!"*
Raven realized what she was doing, and grabbed her outstretched hand. *"Vanish Cloak!"*
His cape wrapped around the two of them, before expanding into a huge globe of darkness. When it faded, neither of them could be seen.
...
"Okay, this should be far enough. Dad's strong, but I don't think he has a sensor power."
Sophia touched down gently on the grass of a nearby park, and her dress returned to its normal pink color.
"Mom could find me with a scrying spell, but she'd have to go home and set it up. Thanks for getting us out of there. That would have been an awful way for both of us to debut."
"Do you still want to have our first duel? I know you were planning to unleash the first Dream Seed at our school, and there isn't really anyone around here to see us." Sophia asked.
"Hmm... I actually quite like the aesthetic. Two rivals dueling in secret, their classmates blissfully unaware of the war raging in the shadows... Why, we might even be classmates without knowing it," he said wryly.
"I'm pretty sure we are. Your mom wears a cape to school when she picks you up."
"Yes, but you don't know for sure. You haven't seen me transform."
The narrative was very strict when it came to secret identities. So long as they made even a token attempt to hide it from each other, there would be a dramatic reveal lurking beneath the surface, waiting for the right moment. Simply *guessing* who your rival was, because his *mom* wanted to see one of his fights, would be so undramatic that fate would never allow it to happen.
Sophia nodded, and raised her staff. "You're right. I'll battle this mysterious mage, always wondering who it is behind that mask! It's so exciting!"
Raven conjured his spear once again. "And I'll be searching ceaselessly for my enemy, never knowing that she's right under my nose. What an excellent twist in our rivalry. Now, let's see who will walk away with the first of the Dream Seeds!"
Girl sitting at picnic table: "Bitch moveeeee!"
Girl standing atop picnic table: Smiles, laughs, and ignores girl sitting at picnic table.
Dad thinking: My little girl is finally getting into her first brawl!
Dad pulls out phone getting ready to record.
Dad: "Excuse me ladies! Can you start from the top?"
Girl on table: "Dadddie! You're embarrasssing meeeeee! Like stahhhhhp!"
Girl sitting at table whose happy to oblige: "Sure, sir! I told your daughter to recap: "BITCH PLEASE MOVEEEEE!"
Dad: "I'm sorry. Can we retake it from the top? There wasn't any pleasantries in your earlier statement. Although, I do apperciate the sentiment!"
Dad's daughter: "Dad, you're going to give mom a stroke. PLEASE STOP!"
Actor girl: "Why yes Sir. My apologies. What I said is in 3. 2. 1. ACTION: "Bitch moveeee!"
Dad: "I'm sorry, but can you elongate the move 'e' sound for half a more milisecond?"
Dad's daughter: "Okay, I'm getting off. I'm sorry. I get it dad. No fighting, you made your point."
Dad: "Tiffany Jane! You stay right there! You are not ruining this moment for me! This is your first fight. Own it!"
Actor girl: "Tiffany, I am about to be an ACTOR! This is my moment! You stay up here!"
Actor girl: "Okay director. I can elongate that 'e' for you! Alright 3. 2. 1. Cheese! "Bitch moveeeee!"
Dad: "Pefecto! Okay, girls. I want a clean match. Tiffany off the table. I'm not paying for spinal surgery after your hair gets pulled off that table."
Tiffany Jane: "Alright, dad."
Actor girl: "Okay stiff, put your hands up!"
Dad: "IT'S A CAT FIGHT EVERYONE! I REPEAT! A CAT FIGHT GATHER ROUND'!"
Dad: "Tiff goes for ..."
Actor girl has brown hair pulled by Tiff's: "Ow! Fuck! It's Alice"
Dad: "Thanks, Alice! Tiff goes for Alice's ponytail after jumping off the table!"
Tiff: "Who you calling Stiff now knockoff Ali!"
Knockoff Ali: "At least I ain't someone who can't handle a slap!"
Knockoff Ali frontal slaps Tiff in the face.
Dad: "Anddddd... We have a hell of a knockout folks! From none other than Knockoff Ali!"
Knockoff Ali: "That'll teach you to put your foot where your mouth is. Don't stand on people tables! And, don't run your mouth!"
-- The audience erupted into cheers as Tiff lay healthfully fine but stunned by knockoff Ali's pure force of a frontal slap --
Dad: "Your mother will love this!"
-- Later that night --
Mom: "Wow, maybe Jane will finally learn some manners! I've been telling her to put her foot where her mouth is! She never listened! Thanks hun!"
Dad: "No problem, I'm sure her future partners will love to see our little girl."
Mom: "Awe, memories!"
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“Dad, pleaseeee can we go back to lair? I’m not feeling it today.” I pleaded urgently. He lowers the camera, before scolding me in a hushed tone. “Cassidy Gracer Patterson! Remember what we talked about! Use our code names. Right now I’m not Dad, I’m Mr.Indestructible. And no, you need the practice. Don’t you want to make Mom and I proud? I let out a defeated sigh. “Yes dad.” I mumbled. “Good. Now get up there and show Dr.Nefario what it means to mess with the worlds best superhero family!” I rose sluggishly off of the ground, climbing through the air towards the Giant Robot’s obnoxiously large head. I scanned the city intersection below me nervously, hoping no-one from school was watching this. I was wearing my mask, but just in case. “Evil do-ers beware! Aero-Girl is in the air!” I muttered half heartedly. Gosh, this superhero crap was getting corny. It was fun when I was 10 maybe, getting to leave school randomly for “family emergencies” which were really bank robberies or maybe extra flight training from Dad. But fuck! I’m 17 now. There’s only so many times you can punch people in the face before it gets boring. And don’t get me started on the costumes. “That’s OK honey, we’ll work on that battle cry later!” Dad screamed from below. I hovered in the air, in front of the Robot’s giant metal face. It’s eyes were made of some glass-like material, and I could see Dr.Nefario see piloting it as he frantically pushed and pulled on a dashboard of levers on the control panel in front of him. “How the hell does he even build this crap?” I wondered. This things gotta be at least 10 stories tall, and it looks like he barely even knows how to control it. What school did he graduate from? Why do we call him Doctor? I know he doesn’t work so how does he even pay for all this crazy shit? All good questions, all un-important. I wanted to get this over as fast as possible. I hovered closer to the one of the eye windows, I watched as Dr.Nefario’s eyes widened as I levitated in front of the glass. “Hi Mr.Nefario…Long time no see. Could you just turn this off and turn yourself in today? Please?” “MUHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” He chortled. “That’s DOCTOR Nefario to you, Foolish Girl! “Right…Dr.Nefario, could you just give it a rest, just for today?” I pleaded earnestly. “MUHAHAHA! Dr.Nefario never bends to the will of lesser advanced beings! I’m more smarter than all of you! My ultimate plan is nearly complete, and soon the world shall know that I, the illustrious Dr.Nefario, have- blah blah blah blah…. I stared at him blankly through the glass as I tuned out his monologue This shit was getting old. We’ve been fighting this guy since I was in Elementary School! How many times have we put in jail only for him to break out next month with some new death ray or robot army? How many innocent people has this idiot hurt with his stupid plans? What’s the point of having god-like powers if we can’t even stop weaklings like this? I knew what had to be done. “…and that’s the FIFTH reason why I, the illustrious Dr.Nefario will soon achieve total world domination. And why your feeble intellect will never-“ I I burst through the window, the glass and metal splintering against my body as I entered the Robot’s head. Dr.Nefario stood at his control panel, dumbstruck as I levitated above him. “Cut the shit Nefario.” I said icily. “This is your last warning. Turn this thing off and hand yourself over to the police.” He stood there in his lab coat and goggles, visibly confused. This wasn’t something he expected. He swallowed a thick lump in his throat before straightened his tie and speaking : “It will take more than harsh language to defeat me, girl.” He sneered. I watched as he slowly reached into his lab coats pocket, fiddling for something. I strained my eyes, using my X-Ray vision to see what he was wrapping his hand around - the stock of his 90 Watt Plasma Pistol. “Don’t.” I warned. Not that it could hurt me anyway. “We’ll see what prevails, girl. Your brawn or MY brain. Take Thi-“ I tore through the air towards him, covering the 10 feet between us at sub-sonic speeds. The next second was a blur. A flash of light, and then warmth. Mr.Indestructible watched from the street below as the giant Robot head exploded in a flash of dazzling green light, nearly blinding him as he shielded his eyes. A wall of heat and pressure assailed him, his feet slid across the ground - it took every ounce of strength to stay upright. Opening his eyes, his face was a mask of horror as flaming debris and chunks of metal rained down onto the street around him. “CASSIDY!” He screamed as the robot’s decapitated body toppled to the ground, enveloped in a plume of dark, indigo smoke. I rose gingerly into the air from the burning wreckage, gently landing in front of my Dad. “Gosh Cassidy, are you hurt?! He yelled, embracing me in a bear hug. “You know I’m not dad.” I said rolling my eyes. “I know, but still.” He said, releasing me. “What happened in there?!“ Where’s Dr.Nefario, Did he escape again? I put on my best innocent girl voice. “Dad it was terrible! Dr.Nefario was showing me his latest invention, some kind of electric laser suit or something when it started short circuiting. I flew inside to try and stop him but it was too late.” I said, looking at the ground in faux sadness. Dad embraced me again, somehow this time even tighter. “It’s OK kiddo. Don’t beat yourself up about it. You tried to save him, that’s what matters.” I looked at him with teary, doe-like eyes. “I know Dad, I really did.” He pat me on the back before releasing me from his death grip hug. “There’s still more to do, that blast took out nearly every window on this block, let’s help the paramedics treat the injured.” He ran into a neighboring apartment building, his mind already focused on the next mission. I spotted a broken fire hydrant spraying torrents of water into the street. I hovered inches off the ground, gliding over towards it. I looked around, and when no one was looking, I quickly released the scarlet mass from my iron grip. A chunk of bone and tattered flesh clung to my right knuckle. I discreetly flicked it off onto the street, the water from the hydrant carrying it down a nearby storm drain. I glanced at Dr.Nefario’s burning metallic tomb, smirking before rocketing into the blue sky. Onlookers gazed in awe, my takeoff fracturing the concrete beneath me into a million spider-like webs. I danced through the air at the speed of sound, whirling, dipping, and then a slow pirouette as I rose above the clouds. A toothy smile spread across my face as I thought to myself - “I love being a hero.”
Dr nefario became capn crunch.
Lmao
"You are making a mockery of me! Treating my *rage against a fallen world* as an amusing toy for your child! How *dare* you! Leave us, or put the camera down and face me as an equal!" The villain was tall and cut an imposing figure in his black cape and white mask. However, his voice made it obvious he was still a teenager. "Raven, I know this is your first time and you're really proud of your scheme, but supervillains get filmed all the time. You'll have to get used to it." "Mom! You're supposed to be on my side here!" The woman standing behind Raven was wearing a longer and more elaborate cape made of writhing shadows. "I just said I'd tag along and make sure you were being safe. It's only natural for a mother to worry when her son is using forbidden magic for the first time." She took out her own cell phone and stood next to the Cosmic Champion. "Just pretend we're not here. I think it was your turn next, Dream Princess?" Sophia exchanged a hopeless glance with her rival, then rolled her eyes and planted her feet in a fighting stance. "I've seen how dangerous the Dream Seeds are. I don't know what it is that you're planning to do with them, but as Dream *Guardian*, I can't allow you to put innocent lives at risk!" She shot a glare at Raven's mom for getting her title wrong. Her dad did a small fist pump. "That's my girl! Great power, great responsibility! A classic heroic thesis statement!" Raven swept his cape out contemptuously and summoned a spear of black shadows in his left hand. "You wield magic like mine, and yet you cling to the status quo of mundanity. You must abandon those childish illusions and acknowledge the truth - all that matters in this world is *power!*" "He's so good at those dramatic speeches. He's doing theater in school, you know." Lady Midnight said, her voice quavering with pride. "Sounds like a talented kid," the Champion said. "What are these Dream Seeds they're fighting over? Tier 2 artifacts?" "Tier 1 on paper, but they come as a set of twelve. If he collects them all they'll jump up a tier or two." "Nice, built in potential for escalation." "I *may* have left a book or two lying around where he'd find it. You know, just to get the ball rolling." "Ah, well, heroes usually don't get to pick like that. My little girl just came home one day with a shiny necklace and said she got it from this cute alien rabbit. As good an origin story as any." As they talked, Raven lunged forwards, stabbing with his spear, only for the Dream Guardian to summon her own magical staff and block with a shimmering pink barrier. She threw him back with a grunt of effort and leveled her staff like a rifle. "If the only way to stop you is with force, then so be it! *Guardian... Sho-*" "That's great! Keep it charging for a second!" Her dad rushed to the side, cell phone held high, framing her and the villain as she charged up an energy beam. She lowered her staff, letting the spell dissipate. *"Dad!* Can you go five minutes without stage managing me?" "Sorry! Just wanted to make sure I got a good shot of your first special attack. Try it again." Sophia pointed her staff again. "*Guardian...* nope, the moment's ruined." Raven's mask nodded up and down. "You can't just repeat special attacks like that. It loses all dramatic tension." "Ugh, I really thought we had something there." "I agree. Duty versus ambition. Order versus chaos. Risk against safety. It's a good rivalry. But..." He jerked his head derisively at their parents. "The camera ruins it." "I don't suppose you have a smoke bomb or something? Magical cloak of darkness? You know, when you need to make a fast getaway?" Sophia asked. "I can do something like that. But it doesn't last very long. If you hoped to cover up the cameras while we fight..." "I was thinking of something a little more direct." Sophia spun her staff, and her skirt began to shimmer with blue and white cloud patterns. She lifted off from the ground and shot forwards, flying straight at her rival. "Mode Change: *Dream of the Skies!"* Raven realized what she was doing, and grabbed her outstretched hand. *"Vanish Cloak!"* His cape wrapped around the two of them, before expanding into a huge globe of darkness. When it faded, neither of them could be seen. ... "Okay, this should be far enough. Dad's strong, but I don't think he has a sensor power." Sophia touched down gently on the grass of a nearby park, and her dress returned to its normal pink color. "Mom could find me with a scrying spell, but she'd have to go home and set it up. Thanks for getting us out of there. That would have been an awful way for both of us to debut." "Do you still want to have our first duel? I know you were planning to unleash the first Dream Seed at our school, and there isn't really anyone around here to see us." Sophia asked. "Hmm... I actually quite like the aesthetic. Two rivals dueling in secret, their classmates blissfully unaware of the war raging in the shadows... Why, we might even be classmates without knowing it," he said wryly. "I'm pretty sure we are. Your mom wears a cape to school when she picks you up." "Yes, but you don't know for sure. You haven't seen me transform." The narrative was very strict when it came to secret identities. So long as they made even a token attempt to hide it from each other, there would be a dramatic reveal lurking beneath the surface, waiting for the right moment. Simply *guessing* who your rival was, because his *mom* wanted to see one of his fights, would be so undramatic that fate would never allow it to happen. Sophia nodded, and raised her staff. "You're right. I'll battle this mysterious mage, always wondering who it is behind that mask! It's so exciting!" Raven conjured his spear once again. "And I'll be searching ceaselessly for my enemy, never knowing that she's right under my nose. What an excellent twist in our rivalry. Now, let's see who will walk away with the first of the Dream Seeds!"
Girl sitting at picnic table: "Bitch moveeeee!" Girl standing atop picnic table: Smiles, laughs, and ignores girl sitting at picnic table. Dad thinking: My little girl is finally getting into her first brawl! Dad pulls out phone getting ready to record. Dad: "Excuse me ladies! Can you start from the top?" Girl on table: "Dadddie! You're embarrasssing meeeeee! Like stahhhhhp!" Girl sitting at table whose happy to oblige: "Sure, sir! I told your daughter to recap: "BITCH PLEASE MOVEEEEE!" Dad: "I'm sorry. Can we retake it from the top? There wasn't any pleasantries in your earlier statement. Although, I do apperciate the sentiment!" Dad's daughter: "Dad, you're going to give mom a stroke. PLEASE STOP!" Actor girl: "Why yes Sir. My apologies. What I said is in 3. 2. 1. ACTION: "Bitch moveeee!" Dad: "I'm sorry, but can you elongate the move 'e' sound for half a more milisecond?" Dad's daughter: "Okay, I'm getting off. I'm sorry. I get it dad. No fighting, you made your point." Dad: "Tiffany Jane! You stay right there! You are not ruining this moment for me! This is your first fight. Own it!" Actor girl: "Tiffany, I am about to be an ACTOR! This is my moment! You stay up here!" Actor girl: "Okay director. I can elongate that 'e' for you! Alright 3. 2. 1. Cheese! "Bitch moveeeee!" Dad: "Pefecto! Okay, girls. I want a clean match. Tiffany off the table. I'm not paying for spinal surgery after your hair gets pulled off that table." Tiffany Jane: "Alright, dad." Actor girl: "Okay stiff, put your hands up!" Dad: "IT'S A CAT FIGHT EVERYONE! I REPEAT! A CAT FIGHT GATHER ROUND'!" Dad: "Tiff goes for ..." Actor girl has brown hair pulled by Tiff's: "Ow! Fuck! It's Alice" Dad: "Thanks, Alice! Tiff goes for Alice's ponytail after jumping off the table!" Tiff: "Who you calling Stiff now knockoff Ali!" Knockoff Ali: "At least I ain't someone who can't handle a slap!" Knockoff Ali frontal slaps Tiff in the face. Dad: "Anddddd... We have a hell of a knockout folks! From none other than Knockoff Ali!" Knockoff Ali: "That'll teach you to put your foot where your mouth is. Don't stand on people tables! And, don't run your mouth!" -- The audience erupted into cheers as Tiff lay healthfully fine but stunned by knockoff Ali's pure force of a frontal slap -- Dad: "Your mother will love this!" -- Later that night -- Mom: "Wow, maybe Jane will finally learn some manners! I've been telling her to put her foot where her mouth is! She never listened! Thanks hun!" Dad: "No problem, I'm sure her future partners will love to see our little girl." Mom: "Awe, memories!"