Jason's mother, Linda, grabbed the device from him, before pressing the undo button and swapping them back. "This thing could be dangerous, I don't think I want an immature teen boy like you to have it." Jason was distraught. "Oh, come on, mom! I just got it." His mother looked him right in the eye. "Jason, you're a teenager, you're powered by hormones and bad decisions. I can't in good faith let you have such a powerful, dangerous item, and that's that." Jason grumbled something under his breath, before conceding defeat, walking off. Linda looked at the device in her hand. "Hmm... I'm wondering now if even a responsible adult like myself can be trusted with you..." She said, as a bunch of ideas for what she could use it for flashed in her head.
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