UnderSquad

Magic Dust

Trace unlocks the door to his house with his key, and opened it

Crystal: Woahh, nice house.

Trace: Thanks.

Flare: Does that mean you built it??

Trace: Uh, no.

Speed: my bathrobe is dirty.

Trace: You should put that in the laundry.

Speed: the what.

Trace: You... Don't know what a laundry is?

Speed: nah.

Trace: What, you guys live in a forest or something?

Speed: yep.

He proceeds to throw off his bathrobe and sleeps on the couch.

Flare: Speed, pick up your robes! This isn't proper behavior of a king!

Speed: ZZZ...

Crystal: *going upstairs*

Trace: Hey, hold on!

He quickly ran after her.

Crystal: Where's your room?

Trace: Uhhh why...?

Crystal: I wanna see what kind of stuff you do here.

Trace: Whyy??

Crystal: You might be a weirdo and might be luring us in to eat us.

Trace: You think I'm what?!

Crystal: It's good to be suspicious when you're in foreign territory.

Trace: You're the weird one here...

Crystal: Ehhh no.

She opens the door quickly

Trace: Wait, hold on-

Crystal peeks in and saw tons of figures lots of... books? And tons of rubbish on the floor. It was pretty spacious.

Trace: *covering her eyes* Let me fix my room first, okay?!

Crystal: What, got some sort of traps in here or something. Fine, I'll let you deactivate them.

Trace: Thank you...

He went in and Crystal heard some stuff dropping, and garbage being thrown into bags. After a few minutes, he peeked out the door.

Trace: Okay... You can come in.

Crystal: Jeeze, finally

She went in the room and saw it was much cleaner, although the trash was now in the corner in a bag

Crystal: This looks fancier than my room!

Trace: Thanks. I use this room for blueprints and smaller experiments. My bed and computer are in that corner.

Flare: *peeks in room* I don't get it.

Trace: *a bit startled* You don't get what?

Flare: What is a "Computer"?

Trace: It's... A device where you can do tons of cool things!

Flare: I am cool so I should try it!

Trace: Well, sure, go ahead!

Flare: Thank you!

He jumps on the gamer chair.

Flare: Computer! I, the Great SolarFlare command you to open!