A few hours passed, but even though the party had been underway for a while, the agents were far from slowing down. With everything in full swing, the kids had danced away any troubles they might've had, enjoyed some admittedly strange food choices for dinner, and even splashed on a giant slip-and-slide. The time had come for a midnight snack at the ice-cream station in the break room.

Otto ecstatically drooled over the choices with a twinkle in his eye, trying to figure out just how tall he could practically stack his bowl.

"What do you think Olive? Chocolate syrup, m&m's, caramel, gummy worms, nuts, whipped cream, then sprinkles… or whipped cream, gummy worms, m&m's, syrup, nuts THEN sprinkles?" He carried on listing different variations and stacking methods until he spotted another full table of toppings. He let out an excited squeal, but followed shortly after it with a groan. He'd have to start his planning all over again!

Olive laughed and slid by her partner with her bowl of plain vanilla ice-cream.

"Let me know when you figure it out!" she hollered back at him. "I'll save you a seat."

She surveyed the breakroom and spotted two open chairs at a table where Octavia sat. Olive wandered over.

"Hi Olive!" Octavia sang with her normal cheery little wave. Her pigtailed hair bounced as she spoke. "How have you been enjoying the night? Isn't it fun?!"

Olive gave a nod and dug her spoon into her dessert. "What's been your favorite part?" The dark haired girl asked.

"Honestly, it's been playing with Buster… my Glow Moon doll!" Octavia answered. She reached down and proudly raised up a stuffed animal that had been sitting in her lap. The toy looked like a plump baby badger wearing a nightgown. Tiny markings adorned his fur that were shaped like stars and moons.

"Is that the toy that lights up when you push a button or something?" Olive asked. She had seen commercials for the plush on tv, but had never actually seen one in real life.

"Sure is!" Octavia answered. "You use this cute little wand that he comes with!" From the pocket of her pink footie pajamas she fetched a short stick about the size of a pen. The wand was a pale blue and had clouds, moons, and stars mirroring the badger's protruding slightly all around it. She waved the object over the animal's head and like magic the markings on his fur illuminated with a dull, warm light. The sight brought a delightful grin to Octavia's face, and she let out a small joyful squeak, then pulled the plush into a hug.

"Isn't he the greatest?" She swooned. "I've been going around headquarters all night showing him to people. He's so cool! The perfect toy for a night like this in my opinion! He's like, the king of sleepovers!"

Olive smiled. It was always a good feeling to see her friends so happy. While stuffed animals weren't really her thing personally, she had to admit that the badger was pretty cool.

"Alright, I figured it out!" Otto announced as he made his way over to the table. Both Olive and Octavia jumped as he dramatically slammed his ice-cream bowl down on the surface with a "thud" for emphasis. The boy's sweet treat towered dangerously high and sported various quantities of literally every topping offered to the agents.

"Gosh Otto! Do you really think you can eat all of that?" Octavia questioned. A skeptical (and slightly alarmed) look played across her face.

"Are you kidding? Watch me!" Otto scoffed with pride. Both Olive and Octavia leaned in expectedly to watch the show as the boy clutched his spoon. He opened his mouth and lunged toward the bowl…

Suddenly the lights flickered, shutting off completely for a split second. The agents looked around in confusion, wondering about the unusual power surge. When the lights came back on Olive was about to make a comment about the incident, but her thought was cut off by the sight of a now empty bowl in front of her partner. Her eyes widened as she stared at Otto.

"How did you do that?!" She exclaimed in disbelief. Otto beamed.

"Well," The boy started.

The lights flickered again, then shut off once more. This time however, they stayed off and the background music streaming from the DJ booth went with it. Agents shrieked and screamed in surprise at the sudden lingering darkness. Through the chaos came a whistle that pierced the noise. The kids quieted and their attention turned toward the direction of the sound. A dim, small flashlight clicked on and illuminated the face of Ms. O.

"Calm down everyone!" She bellowed, raising a hand to silence the crowd completely. "Remain calm. We probably just blew a fuse with all of the activity. I'll send someone to check it out and get us back up and running." She squinted a bit and surveyed the crowd. Her gaze landed on two boys- Agent Owen from the security sector and O'Callaghan from maintenance.

"Owen! O'Callaghan! Go together and turn the lights back on!"

"Right away Ms. O!" Owen chirped with a small salute. He sprinted off in his space shuttle pajamas.

"We're on it!" O'Callaghan seconded. With a flip of his red hair (or was it a wig?) he dashed after Owen.

The room was awkwardly silent for a moment when the attention turned back to Ms. O. She stared back at the expecting agents, who apparently were looking to her for further instruction.

"Well… what are you waiting for?" She muttered, not entirely sure of what to do while the pair fixed the switch. "MAKE SMALL TALK!" With that she dramatically clicked off her flashlight and sauntered off.

Olive crossed her arms and shook her head, then turned back to her friends at the table.

"This is perfect!" Octavia squealed, pulling out the tiny wand again. She waved it over Buster the badger once more and admired the glow coming from his fur. With the lights off he seemed to be much brighter. Several gasps, "ooh"s, and "ahh"s, came from around the room as agents noticed the pretty patterns and curiously approached the table. Soon there was a crowd standing around fawning over the plush, and in the dim light Octavia looked rather pleased.

The quiet chattering went on for a while as everyone waited around for the lights to come back on. A few minutes later power was finally restored and a cheer erupted from the eager group. However, not everyone was quite as thrilled. A shriek from Orchid stopped the celebration. Olive and Otto leapt up instinctively, then scrambled across the office to the Whisk table. The young agent was frantically throwing things around in search of something.

"What's wrong, Orchid?!" Otto asked. He had never heard her scream in alarm quite like that before.

"My dice!" she yelled. "My special sparkly dice! They're gone!"