As you're leaving the bathroom you see Sylus fell asleep on his bed. You softly smile as you watch him, leaning with his upper body on the headrest of his giant bed like a Roman emperor.

You still don't get why he chooses to sleep in such an uncomfortable position. You once asked him, and he just shrugged his enormous broad shoulders and said something like "it's safer this way" but without elaborating any further.

And now you don't know what to do. Originally you wanted to ask about his opinion on your new lipstick color you bought yesterday, the makeup tool still in your hands.

You were getting ready for your hunter's workday the last half an hour, and he dozed off meanwhile. To be fair, the sun rose already, it's obviously his time to go to sleep.

You walk over to his position, sitting carefully on the edge of the bed. Sylus must be exhausted because he didn't even stir as the mattress dipped slightly under the weight of your body. Should you wake him for this trivial matter? Your gaze falls to the lipstick in your hand and a mischievous idea forms in your head. What if...?

Anticipation lets you giggle quietly, and you pull off the cap of your going-to-be weapon in crime. A bit clumsily because you don't have a mirror at hand, you cover your lips with the bright pink color. Then you slowly lean into the sleeping figure and gently press your coated lips on the face of the city's most wanted criminal. Seconds later a radiant colored print of your kissing mouth is planted on Sylus pale cheek.

Nervously waiting for him to wake up, you ease back, ready to be pulled into his arms any second now.

Two tensed breaths later Sylus is still asleep, not moving an inch. Your grin deepens and you decide to go for another test round. No guts no glory, right?

Applying some lipstick coat again and repeating the action on his other cheek Sylus still stays asleep, snoring even a little.

Now you can't hold back your giggles anymore as your silly mood bubbles out of you. Oh, you're going to enjoy this a bit more!

And a few minutes later his peaceful-sleeping face is covered in your lipstick marks, bright pink prints equally spread over his handsome face. You put one last mark on his remarkable nose you decide to take this silly prank a step farther. Drawing a little heart in a free space beyond his left eye you push the cap back on the misused tool.

Still giggling like a madman you sneak out of his rooms undiscovered and make your way to the garage in order to head out back to Linkon City.

On the way to the enormous motor pool your phone vibrates demandingly in your pocket. Curious you get it out only to see Sylus had messaged you.

He just woke up, finding your work of art on his face. And he gives you three minutes before you receive your punishment. And all you can think right now is:

Oh, Oh... you need a plan. Very, very fast...