[Synopsis: There's a new guy in the lobby today, and he and MrEgg have taken a liking to one another...And each other's sense of humor! However, not everyone is quite so keen on their jokes...Perhaps they need to be shown just how powerful puns can be.]

[Location: MIRA HQ]

Ayy, Bootieos! It's finally done!

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"Well, how do I look, Dum?" Mother asked the pink-clad crewmate. "You don't think this color...downplays what I'm capable of, if you know what I mean?"

"Naw, you look perfectly fine! It's nice to branch out and try a new color every so often to see what fits! And hey, if you don't wanna keep rose, you can switch back to cyan!"

"Well, thank you dear...Maybe I'll switch back next round and see how I fare."

"Please," Franklin said to her. "Don't keep us like this for ANY longer than you have to, Mommy."

"Hey, y'know what they say, lil' Frank," Bro said to him. "Tough guys wear pink."

"Bro, dude, like...What kinda logic izzat?" Stoner drawled. "Isn't the opposite of that true? Like, pink doesn't exactly radiate the most killer vibes."

"I dunno, Stoner. What kinda logic gave you the idea to eat thirty donuts within a timespan o'  fifteen minutes?"

"...Touche."

"Well, we've got one more open space in the lobby," MrCheese remarked, looking around at everyone who'd shown up. "Cap', how 'bout you give it another ten seconds and then go ahead and start? Eleven should be good enough, especially with just two Impostors."

"Man, I'm really glad you could make it today, Angel," Player smiled, eyes locked with those of the banana-clad crewmate he was addressing. "It's been a while since we last hung out; I don't wanna lose touch, y'know?"

"I'm sorry I'm not on as often as I'd like," she apologized lightly. "I've got a bit of a busy schedule at home I need to keep up with."

"Hey, that's okay; i-it's not your fault," the red crewmate assured her, taking her by the hand. "...I'm just really glad you're here."

"Hm...I figured Veteran would show up too. Isn't he coming on?"

"Not today; he's going to a deep fried oreo eating contest across town. Heh..."

Finally, the sound of someone else spawning in rang across the lobby, and everyone turned to see who'd arrived.

"Huh...Looks like we got a new guy in today," Bro remarked.

The cyan figure wearing safety goggles over his visor wasn't somebody any of them recognized. And he didn't say much of anything until he made his way over to the group.

"Phew...Last lobby I was in turned out to be a bust. My game disconnected right when we were about to vote out one of the last three people."

"Oof, seriously?" MrCheese asked him. "Man, I'm sorry to hear that. Was the guy you voted out the Impostor?"

"I don't know...I might never know, I suppose."

"Oh, how dreadful," MrEgg chimed in, also sympathizing with the newcomer. "Well, hopefully it won't happen to you this time."

"Same here. Some parts of the servers could use a bit of a tune-up."

"It seems that way at times, doesn't it? Ah...Well, I don't think you've frequented this lobby before, have you?"

"Nope. Name's Tek. You?"

"MrEgg; pleasure to meet you, my good sir. Shall I introduce you to the others?"

"Why, MrEgg, I do believe that's my profession, is it not?" TheGentleman chimed in.

"Oh yes, how silly of me. Do proceed, sir."

With that, the charcoal crewmate stepped up to the cyan newcomer and introduced everybody one by one, ensuring he pointed out something important about each.

"Wow...Quite the crowd we've got goin' on here, huh?"

"Yeah, it can get a little crazy sometimes," Player said to him. "But it's better than a lot of OTHER places, I imagine."

"Yeah...I've been to some pretty messed-up lobbies," Tek said to him.

"Well, you haven't much to worry about here!" MrEgg assured the cyan bean. "Compared to most, this lobby is most egg-squisite!"

"Huh...Was that a pun?"

"Yes, sir. No yolk, I'm quite fond of them."

"Heh heh...It's gonna Tek more than that to impress me."

"Oooh, so I'm not the only master of wordplay, I see! Perhaps you have egg-sperience, but pun-making is a bit of a cyan-ce, you know?"

"Hey, watch where you aim your jokes, or they'll end up marooned!"

Both of them let out a stream of hearty laughter while the other crewmates simply stared.

"...Oh, God," Player rasped. "They've only been at it for a few seconds, and they're already driving me insane..."

"Yeah," Dum agreed. "...And I thought MY jokes were ex-egg-cuted badly."

"..."

"...Oops."

"You're dead to me, Jess."

Before anyone could say anything else, the screen faded to black, and the round began shortly after. There were only five tasks that round; one common, two short and two long, and the kill cooldown was a decent 17.5 seconds, so everything seemed well-balanced.

"Everyone SCATTER!"

The group headed down en masse to Admin to get their cards swiped, filling up the task bar bit by bit, and leaving to complete their other tasks one by one...Stoner was the last one remaining at the scanner after everyone else had finished; no matter how many times he swiped his card, it always either said it was too slow or a bad read.

"Ugghh, brooo...This is, like, totally unchill."

Tek and MrEgg hung around, watching one failed attempt after the other.

"...Player made this look so eeeaasy..." he groaned.

"Need some assistance with that?" Tek offered.

"Nah, man, I...I got it..."

"...He seems pretty out of it," the cyan figure whispered to the one in maroon.

"Yes, he often is. Though I must say, he looks a tad green today."

"Huh?" Stoner responded, lifting his head up for a moment. "I...Ohhhhhhh, heh heh, heh...Heh, I see what you did there, Egg dude...Yeah, but I still gotta hurry it up. I'm thinkin' about peepin' around the corners a lot this round to see if I can catch anything without people knowing I'm catchin' it...You think that might work?"

"Well, how else do you think we're gonna weed 'em out?" Tek asked him, raising a cheeky eyebrow.

"Heh heh, heh...I dunno, bro."

Finally, after upwards of a dozen failed swipes, Stoner's card finally went through.

"Phew...Got it," he nodded lazily. "Now, uhh...Time to get outta here before the Impostors-"

Hissss...

Hissss...

Before he could leave Admin through either Storage or the Cafeteria, the doors to both rooms shut on him.

"Oh...Oof City, bruhs," he said to the cyan and maroon figures before him. "Looks like I'm stuck in the middle with you guys here...At least we're safe from anyone wantin' to kill us."

Tek and MrEgg exchanged knowing glances with one another.

"Tell me, Stoner," the latter addressed him. "What do you think the odds are that it's US?"

"Uhhh...Oh...Oh, God. I just took a detour to Ghost Town U.S.A., didn't I?"

"Lemme tell ya what the odds are," Tek smirked, pulling a shiny steel screwdriver out of his back pocket. "...They're pretty high."

Another lopsided smile spread across Stoner's face.

"Heh heh...Maybe," he replied, seemingly no longer worried. "...But I still got 'em beat."

SPLAT

With the quickness of a spark, Tek drove the metal end of the screwdriver into Stoner's chest, piercing his heart and ceasing its continuous beating. The green crewmate was dead before his legs even gave way between him and the ground.

"Wow. Nice job, Tek!" MrEgg complimented. "Do you use that thing as your Impostor weapon all the time?"

"Sure do...I just like to screw around with people."

"Ha ha, I see. You must drive them mad!"

"HA! Ah...Alright, let's get out of here before someone finds us with the bodies."

With that, the Impostor duo hopped into the Admin vent, then popped up in the empty Cafeteria.

"Now. These doors are gonna open any second," Tek told his partner. "When they do, I'll be able to sab the lights. That should keep Stoner's body hidden long enough for us to get at least one more kill in."

"Ooh, the analytical type, are we?"

"Yeah. I do what I can," Tek replied, parking at the download screen to fake the task, just in case someone happened upon them. "...Y'know, if you time it right on mobile, you can shut a door AND sab a system at the same time so it'll take them longer to fix it."

"Really? I never knew that! How did you figure this out?"

"I like to tinker with my gadgets. I'm a bit of a technician; hence the name."

"So, Tek-nically speaking, you're an electronic wiz?"

"Oh yeah. I've got the magic hands."

"This is fun~, I like this."

Shkss!

Shkss!

The moment the doors opened, the cyan Impostor pressed another button on his sab panel, and the lights began to dim down. The pair headed down past Admin and into Storage, making the turn into Electrical...TheGentleman and MrCheese were the first responders on the scene, and without anyone else around; the perfect opportunity for a double kill, if they could stall for long enough to pull it off.

"Hey, fellas," Tek said to the hat and cheese combo. "I'm good with devices and stuff like that. Mind if I give this a whirl?"

"Certainly not, good sir. Go right ahead!"

"Yeah, I don't see why not, heh heh."

With that, Tek stepped forward and began flipping the switches...He ensured that he took his time in the matter, flicking every switch into the "on" position in as slow a manner as he could without raising any eyebrows, and emitting a thoughtful "Hmmm" every now and then to make sure they bought his act. When the lights finally did come back on, the unsuspecting pair of crewmates gave him a short round of applause.

"Good show, sir!" the charcoal figure complimented. "Your name is Mr. Tek, I assume? I think that's what I heard earlier."

"That's right."

"Cool beans," TheGentleman's associate nodded. "Hey, we got a couple o' tasks to do in the back here. You two wanna stick around? Safety first, right?"

"Excellent idea, MrCheese," MrEgg smiled as the four of them headed into the back of the room. He and Tek shot one another sly smirks behind the crewmates' backs as they approached their tasks; TheGentleman to the download screen and MrCheese to the distributor.

"I hate to have to divert your attention from your tasks," Tek piped up, pretending to flip a lever under the power diversion panel. "But I gotta say, you two seem pretty chummy. You two known each other for long?"

"Oh yeah; we actually met all the way back in grade school!" MrCheese smiled. "We didn't really start getting to know each other better until crewmate college though. We've had our ups and downs over the past few years, but we pulled through; all three of us did!"

"Yes, that's true," MrEgg confirmed. "No offense, of course, MrCheese, but a ways back, you certainly had a queso the snobs."

"Yeah, I could be a bit of a jerk some-"

MrCheese stopped once he realized what MrEgg had said.

"Ohhh, heh heh, good one, egg head. You're in a yolking mood today, huh?"

"Hey! That's nacho line!" Tek chimed in. "It's his!"

"Oh yeah? Well sorry; I didn't mean to grate on your nerves," the orange crewmate smirked.

"Hey," TheGentleman piped up, stepping away from his download screen. "Don't I get a joke made about me?"

The maroon and cyan beans looked at one another for a moment, each deep in thought.

"Hmmmm...Well, it may be difficult to come up with something worthy of your status, sir," MrEgg finally replied to him. "...But it's by no means im-posh-ible."

"Impo-Ohh, ha ha ha! I see what you did there, you cheeky chap!"

MrEgg grinned; TheGentleman seldom laughed, but when he did, it always lit up the entire room...He almost felt bad about what he had to do.

"That was pretty good, MrEgg...You know, I'm glad you decided to come around and lighten the mood; it can get pretty tense here in Electrical sometimes."

"Well, fancy this, then," Tek responded. "You two are about to get double killed!"

The jovial atmosphere dissipated as soon as it'd appeared, at least for the two crewmates.

"Uh oh..." MrCheese winced.

"Don't worry," MrEgg said to him. "We'll make it brie-f."

"Say gouda-night, guys!"

With a quick flick of each of their pointed Impostor tongues, the pair made speedy work of the two associates, sending them to their deaths in a split second.

"Sorry about that, you two," the maroon Impostor apologized. "Cheddar luck next round, though!"

With that, Tek closed the Electrical door, and he and his accomplice hopped into the vent and made their way to one of the adjacent rooms.

"We have a pretty egg-centric sense of humor, don't we?" MrEgg chortled.

"Say, MrEgg. About you Brits," the cyan figure inquired. "Why don't some of you guys pronounce the 'T' in your words?"

"...You really want to know why?" the maroon crewmate smirked, already holding back another giggle.

"Yeah."

"...It's because we drank it all."

Tek had to throw his hand over his mouth to avoid making too much ruckas and giving him and MrEgg away to anyone who might hear them. As they stifled their laughs, they came to a fork in the vent system.

"Okay, Egg...Should we hop up in Medbay or Security?"

"Let's check Medbay first to see if the coast is clear."

They headed up the north path and approached the vent cover...From just above them, they could hear Player humming to himself as he inspected the sample, so they waited until he left to pop up; there were no Engineers that round, so venting in front of him would give them away, and neither of their kill cooldowns were anywhere near empty yet.

"Alright, we're in the clear!" MrEgg cheered quietly as he and Tek emerged. "Let's head out and see if-"

"Hang on just a second, MrEgg."

The cyan Impostor grabbed his wrist before he could get very far, and he slowly lead him to the entrance, signaling for him to stop just inside it. He took a gander at the camera just outside of Medbay, sitting along the top of the hallway; the red light was blinking on and off, indicating someone was using the camera system.

"Someone's got eyes in the sky," Tek told his partner. "If we just head out willy nilly, we're busted."

"Oh. Good point," the maroon figure nodded in agreement. "What do you suppose we do, then?"

"First, let's close this door."

With a push of a button, Tek shut the Medbay doors, ensuring no one spied them by simply popping in.

"Now. By the time this and the Electrical doors open again, I'll be able to sab Comms. This will probably get whoever's on cams to leave and head that way to fix them, while ALSO diverting everyone's attention away from the locations of the bodies so far."

"That idea is simply cracking, Tek." MrEgg grinned.

"Thanks. Let's hope it all boils down accordingly."

"Ha!"

They waited a few more seconds for the doors to open back up, Tek's finger hovering over the Comms icon on his sab panel in anticipation. The moment the doors opened, he pressed it, and everything went down from the task bar to the camera system. The two rushed out of Medbay before anyone could see them come from out of the room, aiming to join the crew in Communications and blend in.

As they passed Admin, Tek whispered to his Impostor partner.

"We gotta hurry it up a bit," he told him. "With Stoner's body just inside the front right corner of the room, someone will probably notice him there eventually."

"Agreed. But let's just blend in for now."

When they reached Comms, the two of them simply stood in the stack. It only took the crewmates a couple more seconds to fix the issue, and then everyone split up; Mother, Player, Bro and Dum all headed to shields, aiming to go up the front hall, and Captain, Angel and the two Impostors went into Storage. Captain stopped for a minute, seeming to decide which direction he should go in next, and he finally decided to head north, as though aiming to go up through the Admin hall.

Not on my watch... Tek said to himself as he and MrEgg passed into the hall, following Angel at a safe distance.

The doors shut on Captain before he could leave Storage, sealing him inside. There was no guarantee that he would spy Stoner's body due to the position it was in, but they couldn't take that chance just yet.

As the two Impostors went into the Lower Engine, they kept their eyes on the banana-clad crewmate; she parked in Security and turned the cameras on.

"She's probably who was in there before," Tek whispered. "Just act natural, but be ready for when I tell you to shut both engine room doors."

"Got it."

With their plan arranged, they both approached Security disarmingly, the maroon figure entering first. Angel saw that he and Tek were nearing the office on cams, so she turned towards them from her swivel chair.

"Halo, Angel!" MrEgg greeted jovially. "How are you doing this fine day?"

She giggled lightly, seemingly unalarmed.

"Good," she replied. "Just keeping my eye on the cameras; I finished all of my tasks, so I think I'll just play the rest of the round by ear."

"Just winging it, then?" Tek added in.

"I guess you could say that."

She suddenly got up from her seat and approached the pair, making her way out the Security door.

"I don't want to seem like I'm harping on you," MrEgg said to her. "But why are you leaving so soon?"

"Well, I figured that since you two are both here now, one of you could take over the cameras for me," she replied, heading into the Upper Engine with a bit more haste than what seemed natural. "Keep a sharp eye on things~!"

Tek gave his partner a quick nod, and the Upper Engine door hissed shut just in time to lock Angel inside the small room. Not exactly what they had planned, but it wasn't much of a hiccup; all they had to do was take the upper Reactor vent and pop up in the room with her, which was exactly what they did.

"Heavens me!" Tek grinned as the two backed Angel into the far corner of the room. "Looks to me like you're trapped!"

Angel sighed deeply, muttering a few phrases to herself and crossing her index finger over her chest before giving them a coherent reply.

"Well...I suppose you have me then," she said, deflating. "...I had a feeling when you came into Security, but I guess I acted too late."

"Jokes aside," MrEgg told her, cocking his pistol. "You did almost escape to tell the tale. That alone is impressive."

She nodded, seemingly content and acceptant of her sealed fate, and she fell to the floor the moment after MrEgg pulled the trigger.

"Whoops...Looks like this angel's fallen from grace, hasn't it, Egg?" Tek smirked.

"It seems that way."

"...No pun?"

"No, not this time...I like Angel, so I hate having to do that to her, you know?"

"Ooooh, what's this? A match made in heaven?" Tek teased lightly.

"No, no, not like that, certainly. She has a boyfriend already, mind you."

"Oh really? Who?"

"Mr. Player; they haven't been together for too long, but things seem to be going quite well between them."

Shkss!

"Uh oh. Doors are open," MrEgg pointed out. "What do we do? We can't just hide in the vents forever if people come through."

"Leave that to me."

That was the moment Tek's sabotage cooldown depleted all the way, and he tapped the light icon again, plummeting the Skeld back into darkness. Nobody would have seen them leaving the site of the body had anyone come around.

It turned out their window of time wasn't very big, though; they had only just turned into the south end of the Cafeteria when the lights came back on...And they saw Player approaching from Storage and turning into Admin, eyes set on the upload screen.

MrEgg heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the red figure was oblivious to Stoner's body not far behind him. But there was no guarantee he would have his back turned to it forever, so he had to be taken care of.

"Player! Fancy seeing you around!" he greeted, Tek following not far behind. "How are the tasks coming along?"

"This is my last one," he replied, a flash of concern in his visor. "Angel told me she would be on cams, but the lights aren't flashing anymore. I think I'm gonna go check up on her once I get this upload done."

"Ah, I see," Tek nodded. "So, MrEgg tells me that you and Angel are intimate."

"Yep. That's true; she's WAY better than my ex...Noob was just a manipulative, petty witch. Didn't use me for much else but getting her way."

"Wow. She sounds like quite a player, doesn't she?"

"Yeah, she-"

He blinked at the cyan figure when he realized what he'd said.

"Hardee har har," he replied flatly, rolling his eyes. "Not the kind of Player my name insinuates, Tek."

"I wouldn't egg-spect you to be that way, old chap," MrEgg assured him, drawing nearer. "But then again, it's not what's on the surface one must be watchful of, after all...It's what lies beanie-th."

"Hey!"

Just as Player's upload finished, MrEgg playfully pulled the red crewmate's signature hat from his head and held it away from his grabbing hands as he tried to reclaim it.

"Gimmie my hat back!"

Before Player could snag it back, MrEgg passed it to Tek.

"It's gonna Tek more effort than that, Player!" the cyan bean told him.

"C'mon, that thing is special to me, give it back!"

"Okay, okay, here ya go."

He tossed it back to Player, who promptly grabbed it mid air and stuck it back on top of his head where it belonged, stepping backwards a bit.

"Ugh...I know you guys are just havin' fun, but I'm serious when I say not to touch my..."

That was when Player spied something from out of the corner of his eye, and he peered down at the corner to see what it was...Lo and behold, Stoner's body was sitting there. And judging by the dried blood on and around it, it appeared as though to have been sitting there for a while.

"Uh, you guys?" he told the two figures in the room with him, unaware that the doors to the Cafeteria and Storage had shut again. "It looks like we've got a problem."

"On the contrary," Tek smirked as he pulled his knife out. "We have the solution."

"What-WHOA!"

Before Player could even think to pull his megaphone out, Tek had rushed forward and sliced his head clean off of his body. The red crewmate landed not far from Stoner.

"Phew. Close one," he said to himself, sliding his knife back in its sheath. "Man, I hope he doesn't get too mad about us killing him."

"Well, I'm pretty mad," MrEgg replied. "In fact, I'm seeing red!"

"Me too...That's a bloody mess, isn't it?"

"Ha! Bloody...!"

"Hmm...Looks like the doors shut again. Ah well! Guess I'll just wait until they open back up to do my upload!"

The two Impostors looked at one another. Captain's unmistakeable voice rang loud and clear through the other side of the door. So without another word, they hurried over to the vent, ensuring they made as little noise as possible as they pulled the lid open and hopped in...They disappeared from sight the moment the Cafeteria doors opened, and the white crewmate walked right in and beheld both of the bodies there.

"Oh my GOD! Player!!"

With that, he called the report, and everyone was transported to the meeting table. Upon seeing how many people were dead, even more commotion followed.

"Oh my God!" Mother exclaimed.

"HOLY crap, five people dead already?" Bro remarked. "Dang, these guys are good."

"This is no time to compliment these monsters, Bro!" Captain rebuked. "Not only is PLAYER dead, but so is ANGEL!"

"Where did you find him, Cappy?" Dum inquired.

"In Admin; Stoner's body was there too, but I don't know how long it's been there. I haven't seen him in a while..."

"Didja see anyone around?" Mother asked next.

"No...Unfortunately. I didn't see anyone around."

"Hmm...That's just what a self reporter would say," Tek said to him. "Dum, where were you?"

"Well, me, Captain Mother and Bro have sort of been close together most of the round. Someone broke off every so often to do one of their tasks, but overall, none of them have been acting weird."

"Did Captain leave the group just before he found Player's body?" MrEgg asked.

"Yeah, he did, but I don't think that-"

"I don't know. Seems a bit sus to me."

"What?" Captain responded. "I wouldn't pull something like that. Especially on Player!"

"Like you wouldn't pull an entire zombie apocalypse on the lobby to get back at him for not being your best friend?" Mother asked him.

"...Did you really have to bring that up? I thought we all agreed we were over that now; especially after it ended up mutating and infecting ME a while back."

"Wait, did all of this really happen?" Tek asked the maroon figure beside him.

"Unfortunately. Boy, that whole werewolf mess was a doozy. Even now, Captain still turns fuzzy and pawed every full moon."

"But he's cute!" Dum hastily defended. "And he's sorry about all that, so yeah! Let's drop it! And focus on what's going on in the now! Huh!?"

"...It's both of you, isn't it?"

"For the last time, it's not me!" Captain insisted. "Just because I broke off a few times doesn't mean I killed anyone! Everyone in our group did it at least once!"

"Well, in spite of what's history, Captain does have a point there," Mother pointed out. "Each of us only left a couple of times, and not even for a minute at most, so I doubt he could have had the time to get anywhere to kill anyone...Not saying it's impossible, but not likely. Besides, all of us did it, like I said. And it can't be all four of us."

"Eh. I dunno. It could be Captain; lights went down a lot, so there's a chance he could've snuck around to put a few people down while we were left in the dark," Bro shrugged. "But either way, we gotta vote someone out if we're gonna win this; if we skip or vote the wrong person at this point, we're cooked."

"I really do think it's Captain," MrEgg told them again, maintaining his convincingly calm tone. "Look, if it's not, then if a sabotage happens, you guys can man the stations and I'll stay by the button so it can be pressed in time."

"I don't think that'll be good enough," Captain argued. "These guys are tricky this round, that's for sure."

"Sounds like someone's complimenting himself," the maroon bean taunted. "Not a smart move."

"I mean, he's only a captain," Tek pointed out. "If he thinks he's at his top game, he's gonna be in for a major awakening."

"...What?" the white crewmate replied, his gaze hardening at the cyan figure across from him.

"Yeah; it's tough in the higher ranks, I must admit," MrEgg chimed in, nodding in agreement. "He'd crack under the pressure like a popcorn colonel."

"How dare you insult my rank..." Captain sneered contemptuously. "...Y'know, I'd be willing to bet it was YOU two who killed everyone, and are trying to blame it on ME, because you think I'm too dimwitted to catch on to things like that."

"...I just think he's dimwitted in general," Tek added, earning a laugh from not only MrEgg, but Bro as well.

"Yeah, well, either way, that's true too. Let's just vote Captain out and see where it gets us from there."

"What!? NO! Bro, what are you doing!?!" Dum hollered, casting her vote for Bro, out of pure spite. "It's not Captain! I swear it isn't, I KNOW it isn't!"

"Shall we Dum it down for you?" MrEgg chortled. "You're wrong about this."

"Yeah, your cranium called," Tek said to her. "It's got some space to rent."

"Do you have any idea how peeved I am at you guys right now!?!"

"But whatever for? I'm certainly happy we're getting an Impostor out," MrEgg replied. "Why, I'm surprised you're not tickled pink by it!"

Mother cast her vote for Tek out of her own suspicion, and Captain cast his for MrEgg...But with each of them voting for a different person, Captain received the majority of votes, at a total of three.

"...Oh no."

"Welp, looks like it's the end of the line for you," MrEgg remarked as he was dragged to the airlock.

"But it's not me!"

"Eh...That's probably Cap," the cyan bean grinned, activating the airlock with the white crewmate already inside.

"Isn't it, though? Sorry Captain, but we're banishing you to the shadow realm."

"Nooooo...!"

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Captain was not An Impostor.
2 Impostors remain.

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"...Well, now look what you two have done," Mother scowled at them, not amused at all with the decision. "Do you think this is funny?"

"I guess we do," Tek shrugged. "What? Is it not your brand of mom-edy?"

"She seems to make herself quite a parent," MrEgg chimed in. "Well, if you didn't like those jokes, how about we try a-mother one?"

BEEP

BEEP

BEEP

The blaring alarm signaled the O2 systems failing, so Mother and Dum each rushed to fix the mess...Bro stood at the table, his former amusement having faded into nothing.

"What's the matter, Bro?" Tek asked him. "You're lookin' kinda blue."

"A'ight, that's enough foolin' around; I know it's you two," Bro snarled. "Tryna mess me up and screw the whole works over."

"Sorry, did we drive you mad with that?" the cyan figure smiled, pulling out his trusty screwdriver; it was still stained with some of Stoner's vital fluid. "I'd apologize for hammering all of our jokes into your head, but I don't have the right tool."

"Ha! You really nailed that one, Tek!"

"Oh my God, you two are unbearable..."

"You why I think you can't bear us?" the maroon Impostor continued. "It's because you don't fit our koala-fications."

"Yeah. We're POLAR opposites from one another," Tek added. "If you were to try and understand our brand of humor, it'd result in total panda-monium!"

"I AM GOING TO KILL YOU BOTH."

"...That's kind of a sus thing to say, innit Tek?"

"I should say so...Wanna down this Impostor before he gets that chance?"

Tek spun his screwdriver around in his hands, ready to stab. Before Bro could flip the cover off the button and try to press it, MrEgg grabbed hold of his hand and pushed it away, earning his partner enough time to drive the steel tip of his weapon into the back of the blue crewmate's head, killing him on impact.

With the numbers even, the screen faded to black; the Impostors were met with a victory screen, standing side by side.

"Hey. Since there are two of us, this looks like a win-win!" Tek jested.

"You're just too much, you know that?"

A few seconds later, everyone spawned back into the dropship. In spite of the crew's loss, everyone agreed that it was not only an excitingly tense round, but also a rather interesting one, given the circumstances surrounding the Impostors.

"...I still feel bad about not being able to protect you in time," Angel said to the red-clad bean beside her.

"Eh...It's alright. Y'know this is honestly the first time I've lost a game in a while. Can't win 'em all, I guess...Hey, and we still got to spend some time together, didn't we?"

She nodded lightly, taking him by the hand and tapping their visors against one another's...In spite of the pleasant post-game atmosphere, Captain still seemed pretty disgruntled.

"I can't believe you fell for that ruse of theirs..." he grumbled to Bro.

"Don't nag me now, Captain, I've already had to deal with enough from them..."

"Ha ha! That was splendid, Tek!" MrEgg congratulated his accomplice. "Egg-cellent work out there, if I do say so myself."

"You were pretty great out there yourself. And BOTH of us were great at cracking the puns."

"Well, you know what they say! It Teks two!"

Their raucous laughter was only met with the silent gaze of the crewmates; some were stifling giggles themselves, others simply wondered how they had managed to go on with this for so long...and a few were, at that point, driven to near insanity by it.

"Ahhh, well...That was a blast, wasn't it?" Tek smiled.

"Certainly so."

"Yeah...Well, I should probably be going now. More dropships to...y'know...drop by before day's end."

"Oh, must you go now?"

"Yeah. I'm a bit of a lobby hopper. Besides, if we're crewmates this next round, I suspect we might be the first to die."

He peered at Bro and Captain, who were both giving the cyan bean the stink eye.

"Ooh, wait! I just remembered!" MrEgg realized. "The game's got that new friend list installed now! If we add one another, we can play again some time!"

"Oh yeah! Alright, let's do that."

They exchanged information, then added one another within no longer than a minute.

"Okay! You're added!" MrEgg smiled. "Well, I guess I'll be seeing you later, then! Tek care of yourself!"

"You have an egg-straordinary day too!"

"Bye, now!"

Tek left the game.

"Ah...He's fun to be around."

"Wish we could all agree on that," Bro retorted. "You two drove me nuts with all those stupid jokes."

"What kind? Cashew or pistachio?"

"FOR THE LOVE OF-"

Bro left the game.

"Eh. He was being a bit of a killjoy," MrCheese shrugged. "I thought they were pretty good."

Just a moment after Bro left, someone else spawned in; the familiar crowned figure caused the dropship floor to rattle when he landed.

"Ough...Uh, hey guys. Did I miss anything?" he huffed, looking a tad ill.

"Oh, hey Veteran!" Player greeted. "I didn't think you were gonna be on today because of the contest."

"Huh? The...Oh yeah, that contest. Yeah, I got home from that about ten minutes ago...I won. Ugh...but at what cost?"

"God, Vet', how many of those deep-fried oreos did you eat?"

"Uh...I think, like, eight packages? I was only getting started on the last one when they gave me the gold."

"Dang...Guess you could say you're oreo-l champion of eating, huh?"

In a split second, all eyes turned to the red crewmate.

"...Are you dead to yourself now, Player?" Dum asked him.

"Oh God, help us all..."

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Sorry this one took so long; I've been dealing with a lot over the past couple weeks(and some of you will know why.)

I'm glad I finally finished it, though. Well, you guys know what comes next! See you then! :D