Sir Guy is ever so smug. Hold on there, big fella. Ricky’s here, too!

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“He really IS getting in touch with his inner hot henchman, isn’t he?” Sir Guy said with a trademark smirk.

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“I mean–look at the longer hair. The leather. I started it all, you know.”

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“Listen, Mate, you aren’t the only bloke the CReAtor has been channeling just lately. There’s some of ME, too,” another deep, husky voice sounded. “In leather–AND in plaid.”

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Sir Guy sniffed and folded his arms across his chest. He nodded slowly, begrudgingly. “I suppose so—” He smirked again. “But I was still FIRST. And have you seen that other black leather jacket of his–pure ME . . .”

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Ricky’s mouth curled with amused disdain. “Don’t like yourself much, do you?”

Guy’s eyebrows rose. “What’s not to love?”

Indeed.

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