"Well, this should work if I have the right ingredients."
"Do you have the right ingredients?"
"Nope."
Dials did in fact have the ingredients, but he was just trying to get time alone with Lia and Sugar.
"I believe that's your way of telling me that I got to go get it."
"Indeed."
BB let out a sigh before he left the hut with a recipe of Dials's choosing. It wasn't to kill BB because of how difficult it was, but it was difficult because of how rare those 'ingredients' were.
"So what was the big reveal?"
"Oh, it seems you took after your father's side."
"Well, I'm adopted."
"Are you really a genuine genius?"
"That's what they say, for me, I just think in a different way."
"A different way? May I ask if I'm good enough to be your grandson?"
"What?"
"BB told me that you're the smartest man he ever met and that you were like a father to him."
Sugar had found that he was feeling some sort of connection to Dials. He had long black hair and pale skin. His eyes were large and grey as they stared into the soul of Sugar. Sugar had a bowl cut and was given a nice tan. He was thin but not as nearly as thin as expected.
"You remind me of Lighter."
"Lighter? The guy trying to kill me?"
Dials had figured out that they were lying to Lia and went with it. He knew Sugar wouldn't lie without good reason and he knew that he admired BB enough to follow with it.
"Yes, both of you were very good boys who would constantly compare themselves to another person. You probably have an ego that throws you into trouble. You want to be more."
Suddenly, Sugar felt a tear roll down his face. That wasn't his doing. Lighter had been the crying boy. He lived a full life but couldn't make it past ten years old. That was where he and Sugar diverged.
"What is happening?"
"Madame, I assume you're that York girl's descendant of some kind."
"How did you-?"
"I do Punnett squares in my head for fun. Please stay quiet and get comfy whilst this happens, dear. This could be very time consuming."
"Okay."
"What a tragedy that you had to stoop to this level. You're just sad. You hate when you could've changed the world. You even took my position. You're a fraud and you know it. Walking around in a crater expecting that to be your footprint."
Sugar opened his eyes to see someone next to him in the torture device. He had brown hair that had faded through time, and he was wearing a light blue suit as he had a slender build and was very handsome. He had short tidy hair that he would change often. Somehow, he was the only person to figure out what BB had done in his crime spree. In some form of twisted crying for help, he would embezzle money from the E.P.F. and commit crimes that were small in comparison to BB's but were infinitely more brutal.
"Please, tell me-"
"I won't. You'll never hear those words. You're an evil of the world that I dedicated my life to destroying. You're not my son."
"B... But I'm your son."
"Leave this boy forever."
"No."