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Red: Yea I'm bad at poems...
Ash: Daaad are we thewre yet :<
*toddler voice thing I think eh something like that*
Red: No.
Ash: But daaad can we be thewre..
Red: I suppose so if you want to.. You just have to learn how to flap your hat.
Ash: *ignores* Daaaad are we thewre yet I wanna use my sowrd...
Red: SON ASH! IF YOU WANT TO USE YOUR SWORD THEN JUST FLAP YOUR HAT! As a father I am suppose to be proud of you. I should've thought the adoption process out-
Ash: IM ADOPTED?!?!
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