Murder Drones

(Uzi in the nurse's office as Doll and Lizzy walk by and mock her.) Lizzy: (Gasps) Oh, here. No, wait, hold on. Shh. Eww. (Scoffs.) It didn't kill her. Oh, my God, that was so bad. (Lizzy and Doll leave.) Uzi: Ugh. (sighs) Alright. (Thad sees Uzi in surprise as he was walking into the office.) Thad: (Laughs) Classic toxic masculinity, Chad! That's never gonna end up problematic. Oh, wow- Uzi? I-I heard you, uh- Uzi: I'm an angsty teen, Thad. Bite me. (Uzi throws her ice pack into the trash can.) Uzi: Also, how do you know my name? People willingly talk to you. Thad: (Chuckles) Well, I'd say everyone knows Khan's daughter, but, uh... then you might blow the other half of your face off. (Motivational pictures of Khan are shown as Thad is talking.) Uzi: Crippling daddy issues. Hilarious. What are you in for? Testosterone too hard? Thad: That can happen?! Awesome. Hey, those bandages look pretty badass. Uzi: Oh. (Blushing) E-Ew, gross. I hate that you said that. Thad: So, what's the, uh... (Uzi points her railgun at Thad and stands up on the chair.) Uzi: Sick-as-hell railgun? (Chuckles) Sci-fi nonsense that super works. I'm sneaking to the Murder Drone lair tonight to get the last spare part I need to save the world with it and earn my dad's respect and stuff- Uh, but mostly the world part. Thad: Oh- but doesn't your dad make awesome doors so we don't have to, uh... do that scary-sounding emotionally repressed stuff you just said? (Uzi points her railgun at Thad again but closer as she cocks the railgun.) Uzi: No more feedback on my repression today! Thad: Ow! I'm sorry. I-I-I didn't think- (Uzi walks off and yells at Thad.) Uzi: Bite me! (Uzi then comes back) I'm not mad at you, by the way-- just generally hormonal!