The Castle

==Frantic Morning==
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:: Quick! We have to get dressed, eat breakfast, and get to school on time, or Mom's gonna kick our butts! Good thing I slept in my clothes!
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:: Hey, those are my clothes!
:: No time to change! You put on mine!
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:: Dude, wait up! I can't walk here!
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:: Huh, that worked out better than I expected.
:: You're wasting time!
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:: We have to go faster! Spread the toothpaste on the toast, put the cartoons on fast-forward and give me a milk shower.
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:: Dude, it's Saturday...
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:: And it's Dad who's looking after us. 
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:: Ahh... I was hoping you'd do that.
==Shopping With Dad==
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:: I love hanging out at the mall with Mr. Dad.
:: I know, right? You stay in your pajamas, eat junk food all day, and get anything you ask for. It's like a really trashy Christmas.
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:: Hey Dad, can I have twenty bucks to get my eyebrow pierced?
:: First, I need to ask you one question, young man. Are you ready for the responsibility of how awesomely cool this is going to make you?
:: Yes, father. I am.
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:: Then take this twenty, and may radness illuminate your path.
:​: Uh, are you seriously letting your child get one of his eyebrows pierced?!
:: You're right, take forty. Do both, that's much cooler.
:: Thanks, Dad!
:​: Ugh, come on, Harold. Let's go.
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:​​​​​​​​: HAROLD!!!
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:: Dad, can we get this tape?
:: Why?
:: To fix stuff.
:: But nothing's broken!
:: Yeah, but Darwin also wants to get this hammer.
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:: I'm not buying you a hammer... until we've tested how much fun it's gonna be first!
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:: Wait... aren't we gonna have to pay for all this?
:: We don't have to, they're free samples.
: and : Oh! 
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:: Where's your piercing?
:: I got some anti-wrinkle injections instead.
:: Really? 
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:: I'm bored now. Let's go home.
:: But what about the groceries?
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:: Hey! That's my shopping!
:: Oh, I'm sorry. Did you pay for this?
:: Uhh... No.
:: Then it's not yours, is it? 
:: Eh—eh—eh—eh—oh.
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:: Boop... boop... boop... boooop!
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:: Whooooooo!
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:: Hey! you can't do that!
:: Of course we can! Everything is allowed with my dad!
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==Lunch==
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:: Boom!
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:: We home alone with Dad, so I make me own lunch.
: and : Ooh!
:: I can eat what I want, so I pick the best munch.
: and : Ooh!
:: I pick up ham and chocolate chips and stick 'em in the bread.
: and : Ooh!
:: It need a little sauce, I say maple and red.
: and : Boom!
:: Dude, have you noticed that your voice has changed?
:: What, you mean how I sound like a man and you squeal like a piglet on helium?
:: YOU TAKE THAT BACK!!!!!!!
:: Sure, when you ask me like a man.
:: I AM A MAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
:: Really? 'Cause right now you sound like a mouse whose parachute won't open.
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:: IF YOU DON'T TAKE THAT BACK, I'M GOING TO—
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:: You have won this antique crystal decanter worth over ten-thous—
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:: —BY TIME TIME I'M FINISHED, YOU'LL BE WHISTLING OUT YOUR BUTT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
:: UGH!!!! OKAY, OKAY, I TAKE IT BACK!!!!! Man, my ears are still ringing.
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:: Ah! There it is again.
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:​​​​​​​: Lord Watterson, the word on the streets of Elmore is that yours is a house with no rules. I humbly request asylum in your palace of freedom.
:: What?
:​​​​​​​: Everyone in Elmore is talking about how laid back you guys are. Can I hang out at your house? I'm not allowed to be myself at home. 
:: I hereby grant thee thy fairest and most cherished wish. 
:​​​​​​​: What?
:: That means yes.
==The House of Freedom==
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: : I'm starting to see why your family won't let you be yourself.
: ​​​​: I like touching things.
: : To be honest, I'm more annoyed at the others.
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:: THIS HOUSE IS GREAT! NORMALLY I'M NOT ALLOWED TO SHOUT. I WORK IN THE LIBRARY, YOU SEE?
:: Yeah, they don't judge here. Which is great, 'cause usually judges don't like me.
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: : Ah, finally a place where I am not pressured by society to be beautiful.
: ​​: You don't look that different.
: : I haven't taken off my makeup yet.
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: : How about you?
: ​: I just came here 'cause people don't like it when I'm naked.
: : You know that was only covering your back, right?
:​​​​​​​​: Yeah.
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: : I thought you were some kinda vegetarian eco-warrior?
: ​​​​: Only so I can get that rush of superiority for making other people feel guilty.
: : Hey dude, I hope you don't mind. I've invited a few friends to the party.
: : Uh, before we open that door, please define a few.
: : Like, a bunch?
: : And by that you mean?
: : You know, some?
: : Gimme a ballpark figure.
: : S-several?
: : I'm sure that's fine.
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: : Whaaah!
: : We need to talk.
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: : You're too nice, Dad. It was fun when it was just the three of us abusing how easy-going you are, but this has gone too far.
: : Hey, go poke yourself!
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: : Gumball is right. You need to show some authority and tell these people to go. 
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:: We learned a lesson today: Freedom is a beautiful thing, but too much of it is... Hold on a second. 
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:: AND STOP POKING PEOP— 
:: You need to learn how to be less cool. Practice on Gumball.
:: Hey, Dad, can I have a flare gun?
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:: Remember, you have to say no.
:: Nnnnuuu. Neeahh. NNNN—
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:: I think we can safely say it's not in his nature to say no. 
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:: Hey, those are my clothes!
:: Not anymore! 
:: EVERYBODY, STOP! I SAID STOP! STOP!
:: SHUT UP, THE KID HAS SOMETHING TO SAY!
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:: Thank you. Now, what I wanted to say is that—
:: PAY ATTENTION EVERYONE! THIS MIGHT BE IMPORTANT!
:: Uh, as I was saying—
:: LISTEN CLOSELY, HE'S ABOUT TO SPEAK!
:: I just wanna s—
:: ANY MINUTE NOW!
:: DO YOU MIND?! Okay, I know it's—
:: SORRY!
:: I know it feels great to be allowed to do whatever you want. Until now I hated rules like all of you. Freedom is beautiful, but the problem is: with too much freedom—
:: THIS LITTLE TYRANT IS TRYING TO STEAL OUR FREEDOM!
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:: You can't throw us out. This is OUR house!
:: Not anymore!
:: That's it, I'm calling the police. Hi, police? Gumball Watterson calling. A bunch of people just stole our house and won't let us in.
:: Sorry, I can't hear you. I'm at a party at the Wattersons' house. You should come, there's no rules here. 
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:: It seems the police won't be of much help.
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:: Come on Dad, go and get our house back!
:: I'm gonna do this. I'm gonna run through that door. I am not a bunny. I am a cannonball! 
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:: Who am I kidding? That's a solid oak front door. It's like trying to break a tree with my face.
:: Half an hour of heavy breathing and pep talking for this? Just use me as a ram guys.
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:, , and : Aaaaaaaaaah!
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:: Oh, this is all my fault. It's because I have no authority. If I wasn't such a lenient slacker, none of this would have happened. 
:: Yeah, that's true.
:: Uh-huh.
:: Yup.
:: Oh come on, you're supposed to say, "No Dad, we're all responsible." Then we would hug, and I would feel less guilty.
:: Mmm... Nah, this one's definitely on you.
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:: What the what?!
:: Oh oh ohhh. 
:: Oh oh ohhh. 
:: Hello, sir. I would like to order two-thousand pizzas please.
:: Hey, give that back! Aaah! I just don't have it in me.
:: Hold on, I think that guy gave me an idea.
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:​​​​​​​​​​​: Yes, pizza! Thanks man, here's a tip.
:: Here's your receipt.
:​​​​​​​​: Uhh, you can keep it.
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:: Please allow us— Ah! Me! Please let me help you with that.
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:​​​​​​​​: Wait a minute, how come this is so heavy? These boxes are empty.
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:: Surprise! In your sausage face! We're getting our house back, Trojan style!
:​​​​​​​​​​​: Come on, be cool man. Please let us hang out.
:: Well, I suppose since you're asking nicely...
:: Ahem!
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:: But I'll have to say... I'll have to say... I'll have to say... I'll have to say no! A man's house is his castle, and this is my house, my castle. So get out of here! GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!
:​​​​​​​​​​​: Or what?
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==The Ruthless Ruler==
:: I don't understand, we did everything right.
:: Yeah, you turned responsible and showed some backbone. I don't get it.
:: Hmm... something's missing, some kind of ruthless ruler.
:: Yeah, a wrathful divinity that could crush this joyful chaos with one hit from its iron fist. Someone like...
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:: You're going to clean this place until it looks better than when you arrived. Then you will leave, and never come back.
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:​​​​​​​: Pfft, or what?
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