What do you both think of Miss Grace if it’s it’s okay to ask?

(He turns and yells further into their home.)

Oi, p̵̜̿͝r̷͖͚̓́i̷͇͙̽͝ň̸̻c̶̗̎ę̴͈̄̕s̷̞͋ș̸̇! We got a question fer both of us!

(Meg grumbles, but she eventually rejoins the conversation.)

Nice a’ ya t’ join us. What were ya up to anyway? Having a quick wank?

Shut up, jerk.

B̴̧̐̅ḯ̷̭̂t̶̰͓̃c̴̮̻̚h̶̠͊.̴̜̑

Asshole.

C̵̥̞͝ṷ̵̑̕n̷͚̹̓t̶̡̅́.̶̬͋

(They give each other glares for a moment, but the sibling rivalry ends as quickly as it began.)

Love ya, bitch.

(Meg grins at him. Anti flips her the middle-finger salute.)

Ignore the princess an’ her high horse over here. Anyway, Gracie is real nice. Bit soft for my taste, but I don’t mind callin’ her Mum.

Grace is great, honestly. And me and the glitch-head over here can both agree that, as long as Daddy’s happy, we’re happy for Him.

H̵̺̟͗̔å̸̻͂h̶͖̉̎!̴̱͍̔ Ya feckin’ got that right! Pops has been through a shitload o’ things in His older-than-dirt life, so He deserves to be happy. An’ she makes Him happy. So… yeah.

Anybody who’s got a problem with Grace will have to deal with all of us.

Yeah! I’ll electrocute the fecker who gives my stepmum a hard time!

Damn straight, electro-boy.

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