[Ace is upside down, hat hanging by a string around his neck, bright brown eyes staring down. He sticks out his tongue and his boyish freckles flex as his cheeks puff out.] Oh c'mon.
[Part of his torso slides a little bit more; it looks like he's hanging off the edge of a roof top.] C'mon, c'mere you.
[Finally, the thing he has in his hands comes
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