24 Poor Miceter (2/2)

Ugh, this is not a time to be technical, me!

What should I do with this information?

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I think I'll put it on hold, there's not much else I can do, to be honest.

What can I do?

Ask the System?

Hmm...

That's a good idea...

Or perhaps not, it'll probably think I'm messing with it.

I don't want to find out what happens if I make it angrier than it currently is.

What if it gives me another quest?

I shiver at the thought.

Luckily, the sound of Miceter's voice interrupted me before I could come up with something crazier.

The moment I lifted my head up, I was met with a surprise.

Poor little Miceter was no longer the pristine white mouse I came to know. Instead, he had transformed into a little wet ball of brown fur. And his tiny little ribbon did nothing to help his figure, only emphasizing the problem. The ribbon was no longer red but a dark shade of crimson.

No matter how I looked, Miceter had turned into a turd with red eyes.

”Miceter, what happened to you?” I called out with tears in my eyes.

Miceter... he's had it hard, hasn't he?

And then, to add insult to injury, Zed gave Miceter his creepiest Villain smile.

Well, if Miceter isn't grounded by the end of the day, my name is Calamitis.