If there was one rule that most of Dethklok managed to remember ninety-five percent of the time, it was to stay out of Charles's private office. They could go (almost) anywhere and do (pretty much) anything else, but Charles's private office was the definition of off-limits. In fact a lot of the time they couldn't even remember where it was, or where his regular office was, either.
Toki was usually very good about following that rule, but it was almost Christmas and he couldn't think of anything for Charles and it was okay to poke around just a little bit, right? In the spirit of Christmas? It had to be okay, especially if Charles loved his present, and Toki was going to get him the bestest present ever, if he could figure out what that would be.
He poked the lock with his Dethphone until it fell off, and went straight for Charles's desk. There wasn't anything on top of it, but Toki was sure there'd be some hints in one of the drawers...
"Grrwrrgh!"
"AAAAAAAAH WHATS THE F#%S GETS AWAYS AAAAAAAH -"
A pair of hands reached past Toki and grabbed the snarling animal, and a familiar fussy voice said, "All right, Mr. Growley, you've made your point..."
"Charles?" said Toki. "Whys the hells does yous haves a wolverines ins your desks?"
The wolverine curled up in the manager's arms and bared its teeth at Toki; Charles said absently, "He was injured, my aunt found him at her school - she didn't have enough space in her dorm room for any more animals, so she brought him to me. Yes, you are a good boy, aren't you, Mr. Growley, very good." He scratched beneath the wolverine's chin and it looked up at him with adoring eyes, purring.
"That's crazys!" Toki said. "Yous can'ts keeps a wolverines, they's dangerous!"
"Nonsense, he's perfectly well-behaved - unlike certain people." Charles put Mr. Growley down on the desk, and the animal wriggled back into the desk drawer, from whence it peeked out, giving Toki the evil eye. "Now, Toki, I believe we might need to have another talk about not coming into my office uninvited..."
Toki twisted his Santa hat in his hands and thought miserably, Oh f#%s.