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41st Teddy Bear [Video/Action]
Stop following me!!
[The audio picks up a huffy Elicia at the school, and she clicks on the video to reveal she's donning a mobster suit of some kind—against her own will, of course. Behind her are four men, all rough looking with their own suits. But they hardly seem a threat to her, and moreso the people walking by. They throw surly glances at them, hollering for them to move along. If you're unfortunate enough, you're one of the people walking by. Observe, a kid standing in the center of a line-up.
'Don't bother our boss—can't y'see she's busy?!'
'Boss, there anything we can get for ya'?'
'Y'got someone you need knocked off, Elicia, ma'am??'
'Knock it off, ya lug, she'll tell you if she needs something. Apologies for my, eeeeh. Associate.'
Elicia furrows her brow at the camera, not paying them a lot of heed at the moment.]
Winryyy, Edddd, they keep calling me boss and they won't stop following me!
['Hey! I think that guy looked at us funny. Don't look at us, just keep walkin' pal.'
'D'you know who we are??']
Things are really weird around here... This suit is itchy...
[Maybe you missed her school day mobster jambooree. No worries—she's back home in an ice age, building herself a snow forte. Or at least trying to. Of course, she looks more like a penguin when she moves thanks to an overabundance of jackets, scarfs, gloves, and beenies. WHAT IF SHE FROZE, OKAY? SAFETY FIRST.
At any rate, this forte sucks. She's really defeated by the way it just... caves in pathetically.
Sheesh. Maybe she should get forte building lessons.
... Also, her four mobsters are sitting at the porch with their arms crossed, looking determined. None of youse better do anyting fishy. Jus' sayin'. Heck, she's kinda' starting to like their company. MAYBE I CAN MAKE THEM BUILD STUFF FOR ME...
Welp, we know who'll be following Elicia for the entirety of the event. (Ed, don't do anything to them, they're my minions now).]
[The audio picks up a huffy Elicia at the school, and she clicks on the video to reveal she's donning a mobster suit of some kind—against her own will, of course. Behind her are four men, all rough looking with their own suits. But they hardly seem a threat to her, and moreso the people walking by. They throw surly glances at them, hollering for them to move along. If you're unfortunate enough, you're one of the people walking by. Observe, a kid standing in the center of a line-up.
'Don't bother our boss—can't y'see she's busy?!'
'Boss, there anything we can get for ya'?'
'Y'got someone you need knocked off, Elicia, ma'am??'
'Knock it off, ya lug, she'll tell you if she needs something. Apologies for my, eeeeh. Associate.'
Elicia furrows her brow at the camera, not paying them a lot of heed at the moment.]
Winryyy, Edddd, they keep calling me boss and they won't stop following me!
['Hey! I think that guy looked at us funny. Don't look at us, just keep walkin' pal.'
'D'you know who we are??']
Things are really weird around here... This suit is itchy...
[Maybe you missed her school day mobster jambooree. No worries—she's back home in an ice age, building herself a snow forte. Or at least trying to. Of course, she looks more like a penguin when she moves thanks to an overabundance of jackets, scarfs, gloves, and beenies. WHAT IF SHE FROZE, OKAY? SAFETY FIRST.
At any rate, this forte sucks. She's really defeated by the way it just... caves in pathetically.
Sheesh. Maybe she should get forte building lessons.
... Also, her four mobsters are sitting at the porch with their arms crossed, looking determined. None of youse better do anyting fishy. Jus' sayin'. Heck, she's kinda' starting to like their company. MAYBE I CAN MAKE THEM BUILD STUFF FOR ME...
Welp, we know who'll be following Elicia for the entirety of the event. (Ed, don't do anything to them, they're my minions now).]
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He grins, and speaks teasingly.]
Elicia, I'd no idea you'd turned to a life of crime. And at such a young age.
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[The tall mobster steps forward, arms crossed with a scowl.
'Don't mess with the boss lady, because she'll get ya' thrown in a trunk, you get me?']
Quiet!!
[Elicia slaps him on the arm (after pathetically hopping to reach it) and he retreats backward like a dog being scorned, with a yes ma'am sorry ma'am. The little girl looks between the sheepish mobster and the trickster and folds her arms.]
They keep calling me boss, but I'm not a boss!
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It's a bit like pretend, dear one. Only they don't know that it's pretend at all.
So if you were a boss, what would you do?
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[She leans into her fist, so very troubled by her lack of imagination at the moment. It's just... well, when a buncha' dudes appear and say you're their leader, it's really hard to think about what to do!
THIS POWER IS TOO GREAT.]
I'd... make them do good things...
Not gang stuff.
[And the four mobsters give each other looks.
Looks like 'I don't like the sound of that'.]
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Upon spotting Elicia, she angles over to approach her young friend. The four mobsters at the porch get a curious glance, though her attention turns quickly back to the young girl when the fort caves in. Her pace quickens, rushing to help.]
Elicia! Are you alright?
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I tried to make a good fort like a ex-ka-moe, but I'm no good at it...
[I am a failure of a caveman. A failure.]
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Like a--well, nevermind. Do you want some help?
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Help me make one?
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Are they bothering you?
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The short one speaks up. 'Are you botherin' her, more like it.'
But Elicia pushes through them like they're a set of double doors (metaphorically, of course, we're not Who Framed Roger Rabbit). They seem to lose some of their edge when she quickly blows off their guardianship.]
A little bit! They keep saying I'm their boss, but I don't think I'd be a boss of a... uh. What was it again?
[One mobster takes off his fedora, revealing a beautiful little 'fro of hat hair.
'A gang, boss?']
Yeah! A gang!
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If she says she's not, then she's not.
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Thanks for saying. I'm Elicia! What's your name?
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Who are these guys?
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... My mob gang.
[Yeah....]
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[She kneels down to Elicia now to whisper.:] They aren't armed, are they?
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[She sparkles proudly at that, while the four men rub the back of their heads and stare off into the distance, clearly defeated and awkward at the idea that they're a mob without actual weapons.
But if it's what the boss wants.... :C]
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He approaches Elicia confidently, with his hands in his pockets. There's something about this area that gives him some strange confidence.]
Hey, Elicia. These guys bothering you?
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Sorta... They think I'm their boss.
But I don't think I'd be a good boss...
[Which of course just leads to them circling her before they can tear into Aang with snappy retorts. "Don't be ridiculous! You're a great boss!"
"One uvva kind!"
"You're unmatched in the town!"]
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Well you are great. If these guys are goo to you, I know you can use them well. But if you don't want to play with these guys, I can get them to go, okay?
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I guess they're okay... But we gotta teach them how to be heroes instead of gang people.
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What's so funny?
[It's not particularly malicious and more curious, but the mobsters seem to take it that way anyway, because they huff and group around her protectively.
"Looks like we got a wise guy here!"
Elicia's response—]
Shhh!!
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You know, you could always ask them to help you hunt for prizes.
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