Jaime quickly looked around, hoping no one was in sight besides himself, Garfield and Bart. (Because Bart is following Jaime around like a lost puppy and somehow heard from Garfield that Jaime was a small horse fan boy.)Jaime was in front of a door, locked with a code. Jaime quickly suited his arm with his suit and pressed the keypad to his palm. The technology is compatible, opening door, the scarab informed Jaime. The door slid open and the group slid it.

M'gann's room was a lot preppier than Jaime had imagined it. The room had posters with cute cats and puppies everywhere. Other than the flourishes of pink, the room was rather plain. Jaime noticed something one rectangle of the wall was darker than the others, it had seemed that a poster has been there once. He wanted to know but decided that was another mystery for another day, you know, if he isn't caught and promptly murdered.

"Garfield, why are we in your sister's room?" Bart said.

"Every time I'm caught with candy, my sis always takes it, saying 'You'll get cavities' or something." Garfield did an poor impression of M'gann. "Well, where does that candy go? She doesn't throw it away, since I checked the trash cans-"

"You get food from the trash cans?" Jaime said disgusted.

"You would be surprised what good food people throw away." Bart said "Once, I found half a bag of chicken whizzes."

"Why would you, ugh," Jaime pinched the bridge of his nose. "Anyway why are we here?"

"Since she doesn't throw it away, and probably doesn't eat it, which only leaves one option." Garfield said.

"Wait." Jaime said. "You are risking our lives, and I mean that literally, going in Ms. Martian's room, to find some candy."

"Yes."

"You're a sugar addict, you know that?"

"You're a sugar-coated pony addict, you know that?" Garfield retorted back.

"Point taken." Jaime said, not wanting this to escalate into a time comsuming argument.

"Come on!" Bart said, "We don't have all day!"

"Why don't you look with your super speed or something?"

"Oh, yeah, right." Bart said. Bart became a light green blur, the color of the t-shirt he was wearing that day. "Found it!" He said kneeing in the closet with his back towards them. "You got to see this! It's totally crash."

Jaime walked towards the closet. "Why is it so-" His jaw dropped open. This pile of candy was huge. It was a tiny mountain, and it was almost too easy to imagine tiny gingerbread men skiing on it.

These provisions are in large quantity. Scarab said.

"Hermano, how much candy do you eat‽" Jaime shouted.

"I think a better question is how we are going to carry it, because that is a lot." Bart said. To answer Bart, Garfield turned into a pelican and was stuffing as much candy as he can into his beak.

Suddenly, Garfield stopped. It was clear why. Jaime heard button noises from behind the door. M'gann was coming in. "Oh no! We got to get out of here, quick!" Jaime quickly scanned the room. There was a window with Bart already through it. Jaime quickly scooped up the soon-to-be diabetic pigeon and jumped head first into the open window. He hit his head on the grass.

M'gann stepped into the room, about to grab her jacket, but then she noticed an unnaturally cold breeze coming from the window. Weird, I don't remember opening the window. She walked over to close the window. Meanwhile, Jaime was trying to bite his lip to try to ignore the growing bump on his head from diving head first outside. In hindsight that wasn't the smartest idea.

As M'gann walked over to the window, Jaime was praying to every god he knew of so that M'gann would not look directly down when closing the window. As the steps got louder he was inwardly freaking out. ¡Dios mío! I'm going to die! How are they going to explain this to Mom‽ How am I going to tell Cassie that I like her‽ How am I tell Tye-"

Jaime Reyes, calm down, your blood pressure is increasing at an unnaturally fast pace.

This comment stopped Jaime from continuing into his internal downward spiral into delusion just enough so that he noticed there were no more footsteps. He sighed with relief. Then he remembered that he was still holding beast boy as a pelican. " I am not EVER doing that again."