"I hate work," Farman mumbled as he opened the door to the office only to be pulled in quickly. "What are you doing?!" he yelled with a gun to his head.

"Sorry, thought you were the Divine Design team." Roy twitched.

"Excuse me?!"

"They'll be here any day, filthy dogs." Breda growled.

"Our office doesn't need a makeover!" Hughes yelled.

"Ok then," Farman inched away.

"I'll burn them." Roy muttered Breda and Hughes agreeing.

"Ok, who let them watch the Home and Gardening Network?" Farman questioned. He looked around.

"Not me," Fury muttered. "I know how they get."

"Darn paranoia." Hawkeye scoffed. "It's almost funny."

"Well, to be fair people have been mugged by the Divine Design team." Al said. "Poor souls, their houses never stood a chance."

"As long as Armstrong doesn't watch it I'm fine." Ed replied. "Where is Armstrong?" they flinched. There is a knocking at the door.

"I'll get it!" Al rushes to the door.

"Noooo!" a cascade of pink sparkles cascades through the doors.

"We're going to drown!" Fury wailed.

"How could you let him watch that?!" Farman yelled.

"It seemed so innocent." Al replied.

"Death by sparkles!" Hughes sighs. "How dramatic."

"Wait!" Havoc yells. "There's hope!" he swims to the other room.

"Noooo!" they hear Armstrong yell. "The sparkles begin to dissipate.

"What did you do?" Mustang asks.

"I changed the channel to Martha Stewart," he looks toward the camera. "It's a good thing."

"Havoc you moron, don't you realize…" Hawkeye was cut off by a surge of photos of Elysia. "Hues is obsessed with her." Hawkeye passes out.

"I know what to do!" Roy snaps his fingers and the building burns up in a Boom. "Oops." They glare at him.