Project: poD 9: Fire
“And why,” Lance wanted to know, “do you look like something the cat dragged in? Bad trip?”
“Nah. Trip went fine.” She shrugged. “Lorelei’s just gonna yell at me.”
“Why? Shove her journeyman in a whirlpool?”
She snorted. “Hardly—wait, does the hurricane count?”
“Not at all. You sat that one through. He just ran away.” Lance waved that off. “Seriously, why are you getting yelled at?”
“Um, crippled Dewgong?” She reminded him.
Lance rolled his eyes. “Oh, that. Whatever. Come see me when you’re through. And don’t mind the haters. Remember the family creed.”
She did smile again. “Haters gonna hate?”
“Exactly. Feed off their hatred, young one. Now go face the music and outsmart them all.”
My head!canon Lance is better than everything canon, period.
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