It was a simple mission break into a wedding,steal the present,and break out. Though the process of getting in was proving to be harder than Maxwell had anticipated.
Its not that he didn't get in that was far from the case,the problem was staying in. His disguise wasn't really the best idea he could come up with. And as people started to come closer to him he started to seriously doubt how good he was at his job.
And as the bride and groom edged closer there was only one option left.
To run as fast as he could.
Suddenly Maxwell jumped out of the wedding cake,to the bride and groom's surprise and utter disgust. He ran over to the wedding table and quicly picked up the present he was asked to get.
As quickly as it had happened it was over,Maxwell was already out the gate and had a Starite in hand,while the trucker who had asked him in the first place cheered at the chaos Maxwell had caused.
Maxwell gripped the Starite and hoped he wouldn't grow up to be this immature in love.