Ratchet and Twist were passing by an extravagantly dressed couple in the massive hallway.
The woman's dress was flamingo-themed, as was her body with the stork-like legs and long neck. The man – oddly enough – was adorned in a unique lapel suit with features remarkably similar to those of a bull. Needless to say, since he dwarfed over his partner and their collection of bodyguards by three full heads in height, he too was built like a bull.
The two might have been strutting with their chests out, confident and unbothered, but something about Twist made them and their guards shiver. The boy's French violet eyes throbbed and a black, oil-like outline draped over him like a cloak.
"I thought I told you calm down," said Ratchet exasperatedly. "You really need to grow up, you know?"
Twist channelled all his fury at the handler immediately. Ratchet waved a hand.
