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Y/N leaned against the wall as she gave the guard a smile.

"So... You dating anyone?"

The guard ignored her.

"Hey, I'm in here as a punishment, it doesn't mean I'll kill you, you're kinda cute," Y/N flirted as she looked him up and down,"You have some really big feet. You know what they say..."

The guard cleared his throat with a slightly flustered expression.

Y/N huffed as she looked around the plain room.

It was like a sort of... Fun? Room for her. Well there's not much fun when you're the only one on the room.

She had a shackle on her right ankle, though it was long enough to reach the glass that separated her from the outside.

She had currently spent a month in the facility.

"Hey, what's your name?" She asked but the guard remained silent, "Come oooonnn."

Y/N pouted before huffing, "Fine, be a bitch."

She crossed her arm and started to walk to the back of the room.

"It's Manfred."

Y/N perked up and turned back to the guard who was now looking over his shoulder.

"Can I call you Fred?"

"No."

"I'm gonna call you Fred anyway."

The guard rolled his eyes and faced forward.

"This is going to be a long few months Freddie," Y/N sighed.

Manfred's shoulders dropped as he realised he would be stuck with her for... 2 fucking years.

"I'm not that bad," Y/N said, "When you get to know me that is."

"Sure."

There was a beep from the iron door infront of them. The light turned green before it was opened.

Manfred tensed at the man who entered the room.

"Oh... Its you, I thought it was some famous celebrity like... I don't know Ryan Reynolds," Y/N shrugged.

"Is that any way to treat your father?"

"I killed my biological parents, this is an upgrade."

Egon walked closer to the glass.

"How's containment?"

"Boring," Y/N groaned.

"You'll get used to it," Egon said.

"How do you know? As far as I know you haven't been caught."

"That's what you think, I didn't get these scars over night."

"With your life style, you probably did," Y/N muttered.

Egon sighed, "For once, just listen to me."

"I did and look where I am."

"I wanted to tell you about Yoi."

Y/N froze, "Go on."

"He didn't quit," Egon started, "I fired him."

"You knew he was important to me-"

"For his safety, I knew if anything happened to him, you would hate me more," Egon said cutting her off, "When he died, I didn't tell you because I knew the rage you would feel. I wanted you to do this yourself."

Y/N let out a small laugh, "You really are a horrible father."

"Which is why I never had any children of my own."

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