"It was two stories!"

"You're fast enough you haven't even measured it!"

"And they were just being mean!"

"That's not a reason to use violence, you're supposed to be a genius."

"They were big and they had powers!"

He makes pompons appear in his hands. "You are still supposed to be geniuses," he sings, waving the pompons.

"How would you have handled it?"

"What were their powers?"

"Well, one of them could could make these bone knives, another was throwing lightning, someone was making it rain fire..."

"You could use your powers to make the fire and lighting not work, right?"

"It was Miracle magic!"

"Hey, if fighting is bad, why were you so fighty when I attacked you?"

"...because fighting is bad."

"Aren't you being hypo-critical?"

"No. You were fighting, so I had to stop you from fighting. It's okay to fight to defend yourself, or other people. It's not okay to start fights."

"It was Maurice that started it anyway. You know, aside from the gang of jerks who decided they were going to pick on some little kids."

"You could've pranked them, you could've messed with them, you could've frustrated them, you didn't need to fight them."

"I don't think you understand what the world is like."

"I think you're too lazy to try to be creative and figure out a solution that's not the easiest one," he snaps back.

"They were a bunch of brutal thugs who abused a whole town of people. They didn't deserve creativity."

"You said they weren't villains."

"We didn't want to freak out Mum!"

"Oh. Well if they were villains then that's okay."

"You should've seen what Maurice did to them."

"What'd he do?"