Cat-22 (ID)

[ThePopcornFairy]

"Do us a favor and knock next time!" Mickey ordered as Mara disappeared, waiting until he was sure she was gone before groaning in disgust. "This place is gonna smell like Chaos's pits for weeks. And I'm not talking about the Doom ones."

He slid down and sat on the couch proper with his arms folded behind his head, letting Rio spell out his plan before Mickey offered his own two cents. "You seem surprisingly calm for a guy who almost got a nanomachine manned by a nano-person shoved up your rear. But hey, we've been through worse. Someone definitely has a butt-kicking coming their way, and you guys know how I feel about that. I will kick anyone's butt. I'll kick these scientists' butts. I'll kick my own butt. I'm bi- a lot of things, but -ased isn't one of them when it comes to butt-kicking. So where do we begin~?"

[Pink Moon Wolf]

"Fine by me. Our judgment usually amounts to butt-kicking anyway," Cat conceded before raising Goldenhand very matter-of-factly and laying down a plan. "But in order to properly kick butt, we first have to get to the bottom of things. We don't actually know who or where these scientists dudes are, so we're gonna have to track down Will again and see if we can pry information and Lydia out of him! We have no time to waste! We leave immediately!"

Cat glanced at the plates and boxes still sitting on the coffee table.

"We leave after we finish our pizza!"

She blinked a few times and further mulled things over.

"We leave tomorrow. I'm too tired for this crap."