[Elected? Elected. The only thing Slipstream could imagine her Starscream getting elected for is being shot to slag and dumped in a black hole, and this one doesn't seem that different.
She can't hold back a bark of derisive laughter.]
Boy, am I glad I'm from a universe where you've been decapitated. [Last she knew, at least, and she's not terribly interested in finding out otherwise unless it means she can shoot her progenitor in the face a few dozen times.]
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She can't hold back a bark of derisive laughter.]
Boy, am I glad I'm from a universe where you've been decapitated. [Last she knew, at least, and she's not terribly interested in finding out otherwise unless it means she can shoot her progenitor in the face a few dozen times.]