*He hears the familiar alert sound… he’s definitely on edge. His brother, Bit, had recently left on an out-of-state job, so although Bit is safe, Byte (the OC I’m using here) is still worried…*
Charlie: Al . . .
Alastor: yes?
Vaggie: what the f**k is that?
Alastor: ^v^’’ ah yes, ahem, it seems my radio broadcast has been overtaken
Vaggie, Charlie, Angel Dust, Husk, and Nifty: ò_ó how TF does that just happen?!