Chapter 9: And To Think I Caused It All
Dark Ace was doing two things the day after his little excursion:
One, listening to Cyclonis rant about the loss of her personal articles, and two, trying his best not to show his face anywhere. His hair had resumed usual shade, that wasn't the problem. He just couldn't help bursting into laughter whenever he saw his boss wandering around the stronghold, arms crossed tightly across her chest, snarling curses at anyone who glanced at her.
Hehehe...
And to think he was the one who caused it all.
He hadn't told anyone, yet, and didn't think he would either. He was waiting to see what the Storm Hawks would do with their newly acquired prizes.
Maybe they should run them up the Cyclonian flagpole.
He'd salute it.
While doubling over with cackles of glee, of course.