Octopus Garden

"I'm not trying to ruin your fun, I just-" Malice stops mid-apology, frantically yanking a remote out from his sleeve and pressing down on several buttons. A robot leopard stops just short of pouncing on Mirth, tumbling head over heels right past her instead. Stupid red X thingy.

"Look, what if I just have the hippo's speakers sing it? It goes inhaling presents, we cause trouble, we flee without it, I don't have to sing that song, and then we sell five golden rings on the black market and order something expensive from one of the Skyside restaurants that don't put hypnosis serum in the soup of the day."