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At a young age, people began to realize that Francis Finch wasn't like other boys.
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| Francis Finch, you're not like other...mmm, I smell my grandma's blueberry muffins. | |
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Bounced from school to school because of the strange things that happened when he was around, he was labeled 'troubled.'
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| I label you troub...hey, it smells like my exgirlfriend in here. | |
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Years later he met Charles Xavier who labeled him something different, for Xavier knew Francis' true mutant potential.
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| I label you 'Nostalgic Smell Lad"...hmm, the smell of my first car. It was a Buick Skylark. Good times. | |
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