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" You guys coming? "

Baseball spoke out to Taco and Yin, watching as they inspected the MeCloud from afar, climbed up onto the highest branch on a nearby tree. Taco looked to Yin, nodding to him as she slid off of the branch, Yin following down with effort as the two of them trotted over to Baseball, Yin with a look of excitement.

" So, go over the plan again? " Yin spoke up with a soft, raspy voice like always, " Sorry, my mind has been very fuzzy lately. " He scratched his head gently with his claws, being careful not to accidentally rip at his skin. Baseball laughed with his mouth closed at this, smiling at Yin before Taco spoke up.

" We take the hot air balloon and ride it up to the MeCloud. Then, we place bombs throughout the building, and be careful as to not get caught. Then, we leave the Mecloud and I pull the trigger, setting it all up into an early Christmas eve firework's show. " Taco made hand gestures as she spoke, reaching for her remote control trigger and showing it to the two, causing Yin to visibly shiver at the sight of it.

Baseball nodded, a look of solemn on his face as he looked to Yin, getting closer to him as Yin leaned his face into his side, enjoying the newfound fuzz from Baseball's scarf. Taco sighed, before turning on her heel, heading to the hot air balloon and climbing inside, sitting down once she'd gotten in, the others following suit.

Baseball leaned against the side slightly, sliding down to the floor of the hot air balloon as Yin started up the fire to get the ride going, the hot air balloon slowly lifting itself up and onto the sky, forcing the trio to endure a rush of lightness in their body, as Yin sat down next to the two.

Taco flipped her messenger bag over, clicking it open as she dug into it with her scratched up hand, pulling out three walkie-talkies from within and clicking it closed. " Use these. " She slid two of them to their respective users, Yin picking it up as Taco shoved Baseball's into his scarf, exposed enough to hear transmitting voices. " If you get caught, let the other two of us know. "

Baseball and Yin both nodded simultaneously as the hot air balloon met the pink tinted clouds of the Meeple HQ. Taco looked to the two, nodding with them before hopping out of the hot air balloon, both of them following after her swiftly, following her moves as to not be caught.

The trio snuck off to the side of the Headquarters, Taco blasting any guard she saw with her gun, protecting them all as they ran off to the back of the building. Baseball stared up at the large complex, the darkness of the Earth around them limiting his eyes' view, the moonlight his only sense of savory when it came to such a dark place at such a dark, unsettling hour and time. He looked to Yin, who was already setting a bomb down against the wall, covering it with useless scraps of metal he had stolen from the garbage.

Baseball looked to the window, watching Taco reload her gun before shooting at it carelessly, and then at any attracted MephoneX guards, as she rushed to grab Baseball by the fur and yank him inside, running with him following up behind, Taco taking her walkie-talkie out and clicking the dial with the intention to talk to Yin. She knew he'd be stumped without any follow-up information.

" Yin, stay outside and set your bombs along the walls. The building'll be easier to collapse that way. " Yin stared down at his radio as he listened to Taco's instructions, nodding. " Understood! " Yin walked over to the side of the HQ stealthily, grabbing one of his bombs and placing two of them alongside the corners, assuming the bombs would do the most damage to the walls if he were to aim for knocking down the building altogether.

He continued to do this, humming softly to himself as he shot at any Mephone he spotted on his way snickering amusedly in response to the silly teases, his back running into the wall as he shot profusely at the dozens upon dozens of robots which zoomed effortlessly into view. His scarf slightly dragged on the fluffy, cotton-like surface of the MeCloud, following him in his tracks without any sort of question.

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