Masky: They just had to leave me behind, huh? *continues grumbling*
*At the Mansion*
Me: Um, guys? Why do I have a bad feeling about something?
Ben & Toby: Cat intuition?
Jeff: Probably.
Hoodie: *facepalms*
Me: No, cat intuition is a lot different from this...right, Masky? *looks but doesn't see Masky anywhere* O_O Oh, crap...well, I'll be upstairs writing my will for Liu to find. *leaves upstairs*
Jeff: I might as well too. *leaves with me*
Ben: Well, I'll just play video games in my room. *leaves*
Toby: I'll go write a will for my waffles and Clockwork. *leaves to his room*
Hoodie: *watches everyone leave* Well, I guess there's not much to do for me. I guess I'll just go talk to someone until Masky gets here. *leaves*
Celia: Hm, well, I guess they're all writing wills. Let's see how this turns out.
Undertaker: Should be interesting. *smirks*
