Dumped
Harley wheeled towards the dumpster. He heard the commotion coming from there.
"Deb, you in there?" He asked.
Debbie perked her head up. Her plastic surface had remnants of hot wing sauce on it.
"Yeah," she groaned. "Some vacuum with a love of video games got us good." She wrapped her cord around Levi and slithered out of the dumpster. Levi had his cord around Oracle.
"What did I get on my bag?" Levi asked. Debbie turned around.
"Looks like tuna salad... very old tuna salad."
Oracle looked like she was about to throw up.
"Your bag is washable, I think," Debbie said. "And I can easily wipe Oracle off."
The three villains spent the next day getting cleaned up. Mrs. Roberts had to wash Levi's bag by hand. She blamed the mess on a broken trash bag.
"It's best we lay low for a while," Debbie told the two of them. "We'll think of a good time to strike again."
Oracle nodded.