>>5192022She was working on an <span class="mu-g">APOLOGY GIFT,</span> okay?! And now you nosy jerks <span class="mu-s">SPOILED</span> it! Your sudden outburst coats the bunker in an eerie silence as realization dawns on your cremember’s faces!
“A-an apology?” Talbot mutters, eyes wide in disbelief, “F-for <span class="mu-i">US?</span>”
You respond with a series of disapproving tongue clicks. That’s right, you sigh, but now it’s all <span class="mu-i">ruined</span>. Nice going, Tal<span class="mu-i">BUTT</span>.
The janitor opens his mouth to respond, but it’s too late–the seed of deception’s been planted! “S-so uh… W-what was the gif-”
“Are you <span class="mu-i">serious</span>, man!?” Eddie shouts, sending the tracksuited terror stumbling backwards! “You spoil the gift <span class="mu-i">AND</span> you wanna know what it is?”
“Gotta say, man,” Tucker adds with a frown, “that’s kinda low.”
“Kinda <span class="mu-i">sad</span>, really.” Mitzi nods, causing the color to drain from Talbot’s face. As the primary instigator tries and fails to form an appropriate response, you give Denise a sympathetic pat on the back. Guess it’s back to the dawning board, huh?
“<span class="mu-i">E-er, th-the dr-drawing board? N-never mind…</span>” She squeaks as she finally realizes what’s happening. “<span class="mu-i">Y-yea! Y-you guys w-w-went and sp-spoiled the s-surprise! D-darn it!</span>”
Throwing in a dejected snap of her fingers for good measure, the scientist turns your way to give you a surreptitious wink! Ew! Shaking off the resulting chills, you take the opportunity to take <span class="mu-r">LIL’ STANLEY</span> by the scruff of her neck and place her scrambling form back onto your shoulder! Seems like everyone here’s got some growing up to do! A <span class="mu-i">LOT!</span>
“I uh…” Talbots mumbles as the others, sans Sybil, awkwardly twiddle their thumbs and clear their throats, “I’m er… M-my bad, guys…”
“<span class="mu-i">W-well,”</span> Denise interrupts as she confidently adjusts her wide-rimmed glasses, “<span class="mu-i">I c-can st-still whip s-something up… b-but y-you all need to b-BEHAVE!</span>” She adds, jabbing a disapproving finger around the circle, “<span class="mu-i">N-no peeking!</span>”
A chorus of variations on the word ‘<span class="mu-i">okay</span>’ ring out from your teammates as a smug grin forms on your face. Yes, you think to yourself, that’ll do just nicely!
“Pretty smooth, cupcake.” Ly remarks with pride in his disembodied voice. “Nearly got me believin’ it too!”
>CONTD. 