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THIS IS TO COUNTERACT LACK OF SUBSTANCE.

WHICH IS NOT TO BE CONFUSED WITH "LOSS OF SUBSTANCE" BECAUSE THAT'S ALL RHYSENN RIGHT THERE.

PEE EHS: WANNA BE BFF'S!?

note the conspicuous lack of title.

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"Okay!" Pete said, grabbing the handcuffs from Bert and securing them around his wrists with obviously practiced ease. He raised his arms above his head and smiled saucily. "Now what do you want me to do?" he asked in a low voice.

Bert stared. "Just stay exactly like that."

"Damn," Gerard muttered from up front, eyes fixed on the approaching landing pad and accompanying army of Storm Troopers. "Here," he said, rummaging in the small space between his seat and the door, "cover yourself with this blanket, Pete--hey! What the Hell is going on back there?" Gerard swiveled his head around to yell at the pair, Pete stretched across the seat with his hands handcuffed above his head and Bert staring hungrily at his companion. "Hey! Minions!" Gerard yelled again.

Bert drooled.

Gerard turned back around and began descending the landspeeder. "Christ. Just when they promise that phase is over with, another hot human boy in a hoodie shows up on your doorstep. Fuckin' figures..."

Gerard landed the speeder on a clear patch of black spire and they were instantly surrounded by a sea of white armor and gun barrels.