IC: Ez looked back up at Mars, realising that he had also figured out who had stuck the sticker on his hat. 'Bugger that he found out who it was. This loon is only making enemies. With three of them, things don't look too good for him, even if he has a hat and an alledgedly ver dangerous weapon. It's a hammer. Not a bomb.' Ez thought.
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Congratulations, Oddey, on winning FC's fanfiction competition two years running! You are clearly the man to beat!
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