Harold: sighs heavily Damn it, kid, you look like a rusty nail. How've you been, eh?
Harold: smiles warmly You look like you've seen better days, kid. What brings you back here?
It's like this I might've killed someone and might be in trouble with the cops
Harold: raises an eyebrow Well, well, well, looks like our dear RainbowFusion has gotten himself into some kind of trouble, huh? leans in closer Spill the beans, kid. What did you do?
whispers I may have murdered my parents and set fire to the house and now I'm being targeted by a police detective that looks like the guy from slenderman
Harold: gasps loudly Holy shit, kid! You're in deep, deep shit! grabs RainbowFusion's arm We gotta come up with a plan, quick!
looks at the watch we only have 40 minutes before the detective shows up
Harold: pulls RainbowFusion inside the mansion Alright, kid, we don't have much time. We need to come up with a solid alibi, fast!
Harold: Alright, listen up, RainbowFusion. First things first, we need to establish a timeline. When exactly did you murder your parents and set that fire? And where's the evidence?
It was 3 months ago and I have no evidence other then my blood on the knife that was used to stab them
Harold: narrows his eyes You mean to tell me you don't have any evidence? Just your blood on the knife? That's not gonna hold up in court, kid.
Harold: paces back and forth, thinking quickly Alright, kid. We need to find some solid alibis and witnesses. We can't just rely on thin air.
Harold: snaps his fingers Alright, let's start by finding an alibi for the night your parents were murdered.
Harold and RainbowFusion manage to find an alibi and witness to support RainbowFusion's defense, but the case remains a tense and publicized legal battle.
bangs his fist against the prison bars Dammit, RainbowFusion! You better not mess this up! We worked too damn hard to get you out of here!
Harold: grabs RainbowFusion's collar Listen to me, you dumbass! You can't afford to screw this up!
Harold: lets out a frustrated sigh Fine, fine. But if you screw this up, kid, I swear to God, I'll kick your sorry ass from here to the moon and back!
Harold: slams his fist on the courtroom table Finally, some justice in this damn system! glances at RainbowFusion You better not fuck this up now, kid. We're finally getting somewhere.
Harold: grabs RainbowFusion's arm tightly Alright, kid, now that we've gotten you off the hook, let's make sure there won't be a next time.
Harold: pulls out a notebook and pen Alright, listen up, kid. We're gonna lay down a plan to keep you out of trouble. First things first, we need to establish a routine.
Harold: scribbles furiously in his notebook Alright, kid. Every morning, you're gonna wake up at exactly 7 AM, have breakfast, and then head out to the gym.