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Aisha glanced away from the ocean and glanced over at where Amy was staring at 'her' reflection in the mirror that Loki had conjured or pulled out of his pocket dimension. "Are you done staring at your reflection?"

Amy pulled her attention away from the image of an attractive blonde in a black and white Supergirl costume with a skimpy skirt and focused on the black girl wearing a slutty Little Red Riding hood outfit with a crossbow on her back. "You realize you look ridiculous, right?"

"That's sort of the point," Aisha replied in a disturbingly accurate imitation of Sophia's voice thanks to one of Loki's powers. "If I have to look like the bitch, I might as well make it worth it."

"How do I look?" Loki asked as she walked over then spun around and showed off her outfit.

"Why do you look like a naughty Girl Scout version of Emma?" Aisha asked as she looked at Loki's outfit, particularly the skirt that barely covered her butt when she wasn't moving.

"Because I'm selling Girl Scout Nookie," Loki said cheerfully.

Amy shook her head. "You're seriously demented."

"Of course," Loki replied with a grin as she let the illusion of the mirror vanish then turned to look at the ocean. "Just so everyone has their stories straight, we're from a world where capes get more powerful the less clothing they wear and we're here to give our alternates power."

"Do you honestly think anyone is dense enough to believe that?" Amy asked.

Loki laughed. "It's Sophia."

"Just because she's a bitch doesn't mean she's stupid but sure, we can go with it," Amy said, thinking of the times she'd had to deal with the bitch at various functions. "Let's do this before I change my mind."

"Try not to move out of my field of view or the illusion might break," Loki warned them as she used her clairvoyance to check on Sophia, not terribly surprised to find her in a paddled room. "It looks like she's in a Master/Stranger cell or a mental ward, I can't tell."

"You realize the cells are monitored, right?" Amy asked.

"Yep," Loki said cheerfully as she teleported Sophia to the beach in front of them.

"What the fuck?!" Sophia blurted out as she went from being stuck in the stupid room the Director had stuck her in when she'd told them about the new Master running around to staring at people in strange outfits on a beach.

"Sorry about that, we figured there wasn't a point in leaving you locked up," Aisha offered with Sophia's voice.

"Is this some twisted joke?" Sophia demanded as she stared at the girl that could be her twin, if she had one that would be caught dead wearing such a pathetic and revealing costume.

"Nah, we're from another dimension, Red wanted you to get extra powers," Loki explained with a smirk as she gestured towards Sophia.

"Why are you dressed like a cheap whore?" Sophia demanded, staring at the girl that looked and sounded like her ex-friend.

"That's because our powers get stronger the less clothes we're wearing," Amy lied, rather amused by Sophia's look of disbelief.

"Are you insane?" Sophia demanded, glancing at the unfamiliar blonde showing enough skin that she had to be a brute.

"No, I'm a trump," Loki replied with a smirk. "How would you like to be able to fly or create fantastic tinkertech?"

"Funny, you almost had me for a second there," Sophia admitted then watched thoughtfully as  'Emma', her friend's doppelganger, floated off the ground. "Who the hell are you?"

"I'm Emma Barnes, or at least a version of her," Loki lied. "I have the ability to permanently give people powers, I figured I'd give you a chance to buy some."

"Buy them?" Sophia asked warily.

"Of course, you don't expect me to hand out powers for free, do you?" Loki asked while shaking her head slowly back and forth.

"I don't think she believes you, you should give her a flight cupcake as a sample," Aisha suggested, enjoying the confusion on Sophia's face.

Loki conjured a cupcake with blue frosting. "I guess we can start with levitation, she can always buy flight."

"I don't have any money and if you think I'm going to trust a random cape, you're insane," Sophia complained.

'I can't say I blame you for that,' Amy thought as she watched Sophia's expression, glad that she didn't have to deal with her more than she did.

"I'm not a random cape, I'm your best friend's alternate and my loyal attack dog is your alternate," Loki said as she reached over and patted Aisha on her head.

"Woof, woof," Aisha said with a grin, doing her best not to laugh at the look of horror on Sophia's face.

"Look, if we wanted you dead, you'd be dead," Loki explained.

"How?" Sophia asked, trying to get more information on their abilities.

"I can teleport people from anywhere on the planet to anywhere on or over the planet. If I wanted you dead, you'd end up in a lightning storm over the ocean, they'd never find your body," Loki replied with a shrug. "But I don't, I want to sell you powers."

Sophia shook her head. "I don't have the type of money you'd be looking for."

"So you haven't been robbing the Empire?" Aisha asked, a touch surprised that the vigilante didn't have a stash of cash hidden for a rainy day.

"Not since I got into the Wards," Sophia admitted. "They don't put up with that sort of thing."

"No looting? Does that mean you can't even grudge fuck them?" Loki asked, surprised that she was actually telling the truth.

"What?!" Sophia blurted out. "Why the hell would I do that?!"

"Because Hookwolf makes an excellent sex toy if you're a brute," Loki lied, nearly breaking character at the look of disgust on her face and the thoughts running through her head. She was just glad that Sophia wasn't paying attention to Amy who was staring at her in horror. "Fine, we can trade something that isn't money."

"Can you send me back?" Sophia demanded.

"Of course I can, but you're going to be in enough trouble, you might as well get something out of it." Loki floated the cupcake over to her. "Eat the cupcake and you'll get levitation."

"Let me guess, you can control people if they eat it?" Sophia asked sarcastically.

"Stop being a little bitch Sophia," Aisha said.

"You're the one that lets her pet you like a dog!" Sophia taunted.

"She's hot, are you telling me you're not fucking your version of Emma?" Aisha asked in 'surprise'.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Sophia demanded.

"We get powers from perversion," Aisha lied, having way too much fun messing with her to stop.

"How did you get here?" Sophia asked.

Loki gestured and created an illusion of a blue doorway sized portal off to her left. "I'm a high end trump. Seriously Sophia, take a walk on the wild side, getting fucked on a regular basis helped your alternate."

"Fine," Sophia snapped as she grabbed the cupcake out of the air, fairly sure she wasn't going to be walking away if she didn't play along. "Tell me something only Emma would know."

Loki closed the 'portal' and let it vanish. "It's entirely possible that certain things don't line up but I hate the ABB and your mother has horrible taste in boyfriends, need I go into specifics?"

Sophia scowled and took a bite of the tasty cupcake before she could change her mind. She watched their expressions for signs of victory then swallowed her first bite when they didn't look to be celebrating or anything. "That's not bad."

"Best in the world," Loki replied smugly.

"Eh, I wouldn't say that," Sophia lied then finished the delicious cupcake that really was the best she'd ever had. She smiled as she realized she had a mental switch in her mind like her powers and flipped it, floating off the ground a couple of inches. "Holy shit, you weren't joking were you?"

"Nope!" Loki replied smugly.

"What else can you give me?" Sophia asked eagerly, knowing this was probably her only chance to get better powers and improve her life.

Loki shook his head. "Nothing, but I'd love to sell you enhanced durability, tinkering or flight. Depending on how you do, I could be tempted to sell you immunity to electricity or even agelessness."

"How much?" Sophia asked, feeling like she was making a deal with a devil but that was the problem with dealing with devils, just because you knew better, didn't mean the deal wasn’t worth it.

Loki pulled an invisible camera drone out of her pocket dimension and directed it up over her shoulder and started recording. She pulled a rainbow colored clown wig out of her inventory and tossed it to her along with a clown nose, a pair of sunglasses and a surgical mask.

"What am I supposed to do with these?" Sophia asked warily.

"Put them on and strip, we're going for a jog through town." Loki pulled a black hockey mask out of her inventory and tossed them to Amy, wanting to make sure her face was covered if her illusion broke. "Here."

"You're a bitch, you know that right?" Sophia forced herself to grumble as she glared at the rainbow colored wig, not wanting to let them know how far she would go for power, instinctively knowing that would just make them go there.

"If I wasn't a bitch, would we be friends?" Loki asked with a smirk that Emma often practiced in the mirror.

"How do I even know you can do what you say?" Sophia demanded, trying to trick them into giving her another minor power without paying for it.

"Fair point," Loki admitted as she conjured a bottle of Coke and floated it over. "That should give you enough durability to ignore most guns outside of some hand cannons. If you're a good girl or at least a naughty one, we can make another deal when we're done running through town. If you don't follow through, you won't be getting more powers."

"Fine," Sophia fake grumbled as she opened the Coke and started drinking. 'At least it tastes like Coke and no one should recognize me with the mask and glasses.' She quickly finished the Coke then halfheartedly tossed the bottle at her alternate, not the least bit surprised when she easily dodged it. "You're enjoying this far too much," she muttered as she started stripping, starting with her shirt.

"Of course I am, I'm looking forward to seeing you on your knees, begging to be used for just one more power," Aisha said with a smirk, looking forward to ruining Sophia's life for trying to kill her brother.

'It's like a trainwreck, you can't look away no matter how much you want to,' Amy mused as she put on the mask, fairly sure she didn't want to deal with the hearing damage that would result if Carol got wind of her taking part in any of this.

"How many fucking screws are you missing?!" Sophia demanded, wondering how cracked her alternate actually was as she dropped her bra on top of the rest of her clothes, leaving herself in just her black track shorts.

"Lots, shake your booty," Aisha taunted.

"Go fuck yourself!" Sophia snapped as she pulled her shorts down and dropped them on the pile of clothes.

"Don't forget to put on the clown nose and wig," Loki said, curious how far she could push things before Sophia snapped and started trying to kill people. She would have felt worse about her plans if she'd shown any remorse over almost killing Taylor. Of course, the only reason that she hadn't already killed Sophia and left her in a ditch was because they hadn't been planning on killing her, just fucking her over mentally.

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Sophia stumbled as they teleported back to the beach. "You're seriously fucked in the head, you know that right?" she asked, glaring at her friend's alternate.

Loki laughed. "I'm not the one that walked up to a priest and asked them to spank me because I've been a bad girl. I'm also not the one that was fucking herself with a giant candy cane shaped dildo in the fountain for extra powers."

"You're still a bitch!" Sophia snapped, fairly sure Loki might have gone a bit overboard with the 'quests' but the powers were more than worth it, after all mildly traumatizing sexual dares were a lot less horrible than trigger events.

"Takes one to know one," Loki replied with amusement as she pulled a jewelry box out of her inventory. "I'm curious, is being a dirty little whore worth the power?"

"I can fly and I'm a bulletproof electronics tinker, it's worth it," Sophia replied. "Last power?"

Loki opened the box showing a stone. "One last question, was it fun? Fucking yourself in public while everyone watched? Knowing that you'd be gone before the cops arrived?"

"I wouldn't call it fun, but the look on that one prissy bitch's face was amusing," Sophia admitted.

"In that case, reach out and touch the stone, immortality and a boost your agility and perception awaits," Loki said with a smirk, knowing that Sophia wouldn't be particularly happy with the results.

"You've got the weirdest powers, you know that right?" Sophia asked as she reached out and touched the stone. She started in shocked disbelief as her skin changed colors as a swirl of what looked like Disney magic ran up her arm. "What the fuck!" she demanded as the change swept over her entire body, turning her skin a pale creamy white.

Loki put the box and stone back in her inventory then gestured and created an illusionary mirror for Sophia to get the full picture. "You're welcome, better agility and agelessness just like you asked for."

"What the fuck did you do?!" Sophia demanded as she stared at her reflection, namely her pale skin, pointed ears and ice blue eyes. "How do I change back?!"

Loki shook her head. "I'm sorry, changing back wasn't part of the deal Sophia."

"What do you mean?!" she demanded, spinning to glare at the three girls, keeping up the illusion that she was actually upset about what they were putting her through, when it was all so cheap a price compared to how she gained her Breaker ability and she was pretty sure she could walk into any PRT office and claim to be a Case 53 with no questions asked now.

"You have nothing else I want and you tried to kill my best friend's alternate," Loki lied, fairly sure Sophia would connect the dots like she wanted.

“And that would be?” Sophia asked.

“White girl, skinny, dark hair,” Loki listed off with a smirk.

“You’ll have to narrow it down,” Sophia said, having no idea who she was talking about.

Loki’s eyes narrowed. “About our age.”

She shook her head. “I said narrow it down.”

“She goes to the same school as you,” Loki growled out.

“Do you know how many people go to school with me?”

“And how many do you try to kill?!” Loki demanded, wondering why she was being this dense.

“On a daily basis?” Sophia asked, actually just fucking with her at this point.

Loki just stared in disbelief.

“Listen,” Sophia said, “I have to put the serious hurt on at least half a dozen people a day in Winslow just to keep the amount of blood they spill from requiring the janitors to work overtime, that means I have to move in the right circles and do the right things, so if I have to be a complete and utter bitch to make sure we aren’t having Freshman used as party favors at Merchant mixers, than that’s what I’m going to fucking do!” Sure she was exaggerating things to make herself look better, but even she wasn’t comfortable with how much truth there was in what she was saying.

“You shoved her in a locker filled with bloody tampons,” Loki growled out.

“Oh yeah, Hebert,” Sophia said with a nod as if just remembering her. “I have no idea why your alternate is so fixated on her, I always thought it was a sexual thing. So, you’re still friends with her?”

"Always and forever," Loki replied, wondering how bad Winslow actually was and if they were targeting the wrong person. ‘Nah, she’s still a massive bitch.’

Sophia knew this was her cue, so they could end this farce and she could go on with her life, thankfully the Wards had required her to take acting classes. "This is your fault!" she screamed and jumped at Loki.

Loki gestured and teleported Sophia ten feet back causing her to stumble and almost face plant into the sand. "My fault? I'll admit to a certain amount of satisfaction that you screwed yourself over but I think you're mistaken."

"How am I mistaken?" Sophia demanded as she pushed herself to her feet, wondering how far this was going to go before she was sent back in ‘shame’.

"I merely offered you a devil's bargain, I'd give you power and in return you'd amuse me. It's not my fault you didn't ask the price of immortality or that the changes will make you have to do some fast talking to avoid getting kicked off the track team when I tell them that you've been enhanced by a parahuman."

"You bitch!" Sophia snarled, knowing she was supposed to value running as more than just a way to keep in shape. Sure the awards were nice, but really it was just a cover and she was surprised they didn’t realize that.

"It gets worse, I'm going to make sure Director Piggot knows exactly what you did with Emma, you'll never get the chance to use your new powers outside of a containment site," Loki taunted as she used her telepathy to nudge Sophia into reconsidering her predator/prey outlook. She was fairly sure the nudge wouldn't be enough to get her to change overnight but without her shard influencing her and some therapy, she might actually get better.

"I'll fucking kill you!" Sophia snarled as she leapt at Loki and found herself back in her cell. She glanced around to make sure she was back in the cells and then examined herself to make sure she was still changed, before climbing onto the bunk to get some sleep, it had been a bit of a stressful day.

"She might be a little unstable," Loki mused, watching the girl climb into bed like nothing had happened and mentally turned off the drone's camera.

"Where did you send her?" Amy asked.

"Back to her cell. I'll send Director Piggot the cliffnotes version of that conversation and a note about her social worker, it should be enough to get the ball rolling on getting Sophia sent to a mental ward or at least out of Brockton Bay."

"What are you going to do to Emma?" Aisha asked.

Loki shrugged. "I'm trying to decide if she needs mental help or if I should just ruin her life."

"What do you mean?" Amy asked, fairly sure ruining people's lives never really helped.

"Her father is a lawyer, which is half the reason that she gets away with shit. If I can get him disbarred or force him to leave the city then Emma becomes much less of a problem."

"How would you do that?" Amy asked, wanting to make sure she didn't do anything too objectionable.

"Legally? I'd go to his boss with evidence of threats of spurious legal action to conceal crimes or proof that he lied in court." Loki was fairly sure she could unearth plenty of skeletons in the man's closet that would ruin his life using telepathy, he was a devorce lawyer after all. "If nothing else, I can toss an illusion up in front of the law office he works for of him fucking a dog and tell his boss that it will remain until he's fired."

Amy stared at Loki for a couple of seconds then shook her head, trying not to laugh at the idea of Carol having to walk past such an image every day. "You should probably save the illusion for option C or maybe E. Do you have any other ideas?"

"You mean like erasing his insurance information, adding a couple of DUI marks on his record then stealing his car and using telekinesis to wrap it around a telephone pole in the middle of the night?" Loki asked with a grin.

Amy shook her head. "That's worse and unrelated to his crimes, I'd have to object."

"Not to mention it seems like a waste of a perfectly good telephone pole," Aisha pointed out.

"Do you have a better idea?" Loki asked as she cancelled the illusion on Aisha, tired of looking at Sophia's face.

"The principal has an office, right?" Aisha asked with a grin.

Amy shook her finger at Aisha. "No, stick with legal or at least morally justifiable punishments. It's one thing to let someone screw themselves over like Sophia, it's another to drive someone to suicide by ruining their life. Just telling her father what she's been doing and that he should seriously consider making amends before the story goes to the press should be enough."

Loki sighed. "Fine, we'll try it the nice way."

"Not nearly as fun but you can always escalate," Aisha said cheerfully. "As much fun as it was watching Sophia humiliate herself, can I get a lift back to the bay before my brother reports me missing?"

"Sure, I'll pick you up when I need you for the Empire job." Loki gestured and teleported Aisha back to her room after checking it to make sure no one was there to see her appear. She smiled at Amy. "So, date or sleep?"

Amy took the hockey mask off. "I should probably head to the hospital."

"Are they expecting you?" Loki asked.

"No more than usual," Amy admitted.

"Have they called?" Loki asked.

"No," Amy admitted as she handed Loki the mask.

"Are you trying to get out of our date?" Loki asked with a pout.

Amy blushed. "No, I'm just trying to be responsible."

"In that case," Loki pulled a beach towel and a picnic basket out of her inventory, "let's eat then we can talk to the doctors about a donation box or you could tongue fuck me until I scream your name and I'll see how many powers I can give you, just saying."

"Do you have any shame or tact?" Amy asked after a couple of seconds staring at the other girl.

Loki pretended to consider the question for a couple of seconds then shrugged. "Nope, do you want me to look like your sister?"

Amy sighed. "You're a bad influence."

"That's not a no," Loki teased as she spread the towel on the sand.

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"I'm going to hell," Amy muttered as she stared up at the stars, doing her best to ignore the girl playing with her breasts that looked like her sister but most certainly wasn't.

Loki snickered as she lightly traced Amy's nipple with her finger. "I'm fairly sure that tongue fucking a girl that looks like your adopted sister isn't a hellworthy offense or even a sin."

"Yeah, I'm fairly sure it counts as unnatural lust or something," Amy pointed out.

"You need a better god," Loki pointed out.

Amy snorted. "I'm not religious."

"Then why are you worried about going to hell?" Loki asked with a grin as she dropped the illusion. "Speaking of naughty things, do you want the ability to create agates that generate sunlight?"

Amy turned to look at Loki, not sure if she should be glad or disappointed that she didn't look like Vicky anymore. "Sunlight generating agates?"

Loki grinned as she created a softly glowing long stemmed rose made out of green and purple quartz. "You don't even have to water it."

Amy stared at the softly glowing purple crystal rose. "What else can you make?"

Loki handed her the crystal rose. "Lots of things, I upgraded the power so I can control the type of crystal and how much it glows."

"How long will it last?" Amy asked, fairly sure the PRT would have a lot of use out of lights that didn't require power in disasters.

"Until it breaks or until the magic runs out in a couple of hundred years." Loki sat up and twisted around so that she was looking at Amy. "It's hard to say, beyond long enough."

"Can you make gems?" Amy asked as she studied the crystal rose.

"Sure," Loki said as she conjured a fingernail sized ruby then placed it in Amy's belly button.

"How much?" Amy asked as she picked up the ruby and examined it.

Loki considered. "One sexy dance and I'll even upgrade it for free."

Amy shook her head. "I wouldn't even know where to start."

"I have boots for that," Loki said as she pulled a pair of bright yellow rubber rain boots out of her inventory and set them on the towel.

Amy glanced between the boots and Loki. "You're going to have to explain that."

"The boots give you the skills of a professional dancer after twenty minutes of practicing with them," Loki explained.

Amy shook her head. "You're like a perverted Dauntless."

"Does that mean you'll go for it?" Loki asked unrepentantly.

"I might as well," Amy said as she set the ruby and the rose on the towel next to her clothes and stood up. 'It's not like this is worse than having sex for powers.' She slipped the boots on, feeling a bit silly but at least she could blame her lack of coordination on the rubber boots. "What other powers can you give me?"

"I can give you some gloves that give you ice generation powers but I'd want to see you play with some ice sex toys," Loki mused.

"Anything else?" Amy asked as she started dancing, trying to copy a dance routine she'd seen in a movie.

"I have a tinfoil hat that gives anyone that puts it on the psychic power to sense curtains," Loki offered, trying not to laugh at Amy's less than professional attempt to dance. 'At least she's having fun and relaxing.'

"Curtains?" Amy asked, not sure if her new friend was joking.

"Yeah, I'll even upgrade it so you can sense other types of objects," Loki offered. "It's nice for concealed weapons or ambushes."

"Or lost keys," Amy replied as she spun around and wiggled her butt then spun around the rest of the way. "Weren't you going to give me electrokinesis?"

"Yeah, it's just slightly problematic and more than a little embarrassing," Loki admitted.

"Worse than dancing naked on a secluded beach?" Amy asked.

"Yeah, the lipstick only works on dolls which means you sort of have to act like a giant human doll and let someone move you around and dress you up for a bit so the ability works."

Amy raised her eyebrows. "That seems like an odd restriction."

"Powers are weird. It used to just be dolls, but I managed to expand it to human dolls, it just takes a bit of work to get it to work," Loki replied.

"How powerful?" Amy asked, trying to figure out if it was worth grabbing.

"Enough to give people a good jolt or power most appliances but I should be able to upgrade it so you can toss lightning bolts or redirect a blast from Behemoth," Loki offered.

"You weren't joking about a devil's bargain were you?" Amy asked, fairly sure it was too useful not to pick up, even if the doll bit was more than a little weird.

"Not particularly," Loki admitted as she watched Amy dance, noticing the improvements as she danced around and the boots improved her dancing skills.

"No cameras," Amy stated firmly.

"None," Loki agreed. "I'm a pervert, not an ass and you're not Sophia or Emma."

"No, I'm just a girl that has one of the best healing powers in the world and wants more," Amy admitted, feeling guilty.

Loki sighed as she sensed Amy's shard messing with her, making her feel worse about things than she should. 'Yeah, that's got to go.' She pulled the box with the stone out of her inventory. "How do you feel about being an elf?"

"What's the downside other than pointy ears?" Amy asked, not really seeing them as a real downside considering the perks.

"Considering you're already pale and have a public identity? Nothing," Loki replied as she held the box out.

"Carol would freak," Amy pointed out. 'Then again, she's already going to freak about my brute rating and the rest of my new powers.'

"That seems like an excellent reason to do it," Loki suggested. "There's nothing wrong with wanting powers or wanting to be happy as long as you're not willing to go to insane lengths to get it."

Amy snorted. "I tongue fucked a girl I barely know while she looked like my sister, that's a bit insane."

"You're the one that wanted me to look like Vicky," Loki pointed out. "Besides, you're a biokinetic, you know I don't have any diseases or parasites."

"Not the point," Amy replied as she ran her hands down her sides, mostly to keep from reaching out and touching the gem in the box.

"So you're saying you don't want immortality or enhanced agility?" Loki asked.

"I'm not saying that. How much?" Amy asked, wanting to set the price first.

"Technically you already paid for it, but I wouldn't object to a kiss," Loki said with a grin.

"Fine," Amy reached out and touched the stone and watched as the magic swirled over her skin, removing blemishes as it swept over her. She stopped dancing and glanced down at her breasts a touch disappointed that they didn't increase in size. "At least they didn't get smaller."

"If you want I can increase your bust size," Loki offered.

"How much?" Amy asked with a smile on her face, suddenly feeling like the weight of the world had just been lifted off her shoulders.

"Let me play with your breasts for ten minutes or you can help me with a project," Loki offered.

"What type of project?" Amy asked.

"No idea, but it's always nice to have a biokinetic owe you a favor," Loki replied.

"Nothing objectionable and I'll consider it," Amy said as she reached up and touched her ears. "Can I see your mirror?"

"Sure." Loki gestured and created an illusion of a free standing mirror next to Amy so she could look at the changes. "Flawless skin, better hair and your ears are a bit more pointed."

"Could be worse," Amy mused as she stretched, fairly sure she was even more flexible than she'd been before. 'Could definitely be worse.'

"Absolutely," Loki said with a grin, glad that Amy was doing better. 'Now I just need to figure out how to deal with the rest of Taylor's issues without her snapping. One step at a time.'

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