"What do you mean brainwasher?" Beth asked, "I just want quality time with my daughter, Rick, not to make her do what I say like a mindless zombie or something."
"Well good luck getting her off that phone then, cause without a little *ahem* persuasion Summer won't listen to you. It worked when I needed it." Rick said.
"Wait, what do you mean? Like you used this thing on me!? What the hell Dad!" Beth screamed before Rick panicked and disappeared into a portal to escape his angry daughter. Beth was left alone with the device, unsure of what she should do now.
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