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“Wait, repeat that, I think I misheard you.”
“A-Alex, y-y-you’re u-under a-arrest.” Barnaby said bravely.
“Sorry, one more time,” Alex said with a smile, cupping their hand to their ear as if they couldn’t hear.
“A-Alex, p-p-please,” Barnaby said, holding handcuffs in his hand. Barnaby knew this wasn’t going to work, but he was the only hero there that had jurisdiction.
“Please what?” Alex called innocently.
“P-p-please,” Barnaby said, holding out the cuffs again, then under his breath, “Don’t k-kill m-me.”
“There it is.” Alex laughed, then sighed, wiping tears of joy from their eyes, “Alright, I won’t kill you.” Then teleported away.
Barnaby sighed, then carried on with their day mentally preparing for that evening. He was going to get an earful from Ohio when he got home.