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“Oh come ooooon,” Bluebell whined, “you gotta! It would be so cool! I’ve never had a sidekick before!” she bounced in place with far too much energy, “And you obviously just don’t know how, which is why you need a teacher!” she posed dramatically, pointing to herself.

“Can see why,” Lucy mumbles, watching Bluebell bouncing in place. “Who says I need a teacher?” she asks next, looking stubborn now.

“Hey,” Bell pouted, crossing her arms stubornly, “What’s that supposed to mean?” she arched a brow at the younger girl, “And look at your makeup and then look at mine. Your presentation is horrible.”

Clapping her hands together as she returned to bouncing, “But I have all sorts of stuff back at Evil Lair! Glitter in every shade you can dream of! Even glow and the dark makeup! I haven’t found a use for it in costume much, it sort of defeats the point of sneaking and I never fight Metro Chick in the dark… but damn it would be cool,” she rambled, getting distracted again.