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”Hey asshole?”
”What do you want, brat?”
”Do you think Dad’s doing well?”
”What the fuck, Toya!?”
”We always used to want to impress him and make him proud…”
”…”
”Do you remember when he used to look at us so fondly, without even a trace of malice or disapointment in his tone?”
”Shut it.”
”I asked, do you remember?”
”Yeah, I remember. It was all fine and dandy until he said that he didn’t care at all. I only want him dead, so what the hell are you saying? Save your stories for someone who cares. Someone that’s not me.”
”We both know that that’s not true. You want him to look at you with more than contempt, don’t you?”
”Why don’t you fuck off and mind your own business?! My vendetta has nothing to do with you!”
”I think it has everything to do with me. You have a grudge on my behalf.”
”I don’t have a grudge on your behalf! All I do is on my own terms, and for my own gain! Nothing in this equation relates to you!”
”Really? Do you actually mean that? I don’t think you actually mean that, do you? You’re still too fucked up to see your own mistakes and errors. What else did I expect out of Endeavor’s son?”
”Shut up, shut up, shut up!! You know nothing about me!”
”Dabi, I know everything about you. I am you.”
”GO AWAY YOU HERO BRAT!!”
”Whatever you want, maniac.”
”Go lie in a ditch and die for good.”
”I won’t. You still need me.”
”Like hell I do.”
”Someday you’ll see.”
”Trust me, I wont.”