South was very confused when she entered the Rec Room later in the day, carrying her dinner in one hand and a book in the other. It seemed like Maine, North, and York had been frozen and moved into position like into a garden. It appeared that she was not the only one confounded by the sight in front of her. Wash, Carolina, and Wyoming were all pressed against the wall like the three Freelancers, frozen in rather ludicrous positions in the middle of the room, had contracted some sort of horrible disease and they were keeping as far away from them as possible.

"What's going on here?" South demanded, setting down her food and book down on a table and standing beside Carolina, who shushed her insistently.

"Be quiet," the older woman insisted. "This room is haunted."

"Haunted?"

"We must not disturb the spirits at work here," Wyoming added, pressing himself even flatter against the wall. Washington accompanied the white-armored Freelancer, shivering slightly in fright.

"You can't be serious!" South almost screamed in exasperation at their antics. North looked at his sister desperately, pleading with her to be silent. His arm twitched slightly, and the TV came crashing down onto the floor. South jumped, spooked by the occurrence.

"I've got my supplies!" Florida said excitedly, running into the room with an armful of candles, books, and other completely random odds and ends. He set them up quickly in some unidentifiable pattern on the floor, sat cross legged, and started singing a little ditty as he lit the candles one by one. The artificially scented smoke became so profuse that everyone started coughing and choking in the fumes. "This will drive any spirits away, I'm sure!" Florida assured them all, wafting the candle smoke around with a feather duster.

"Or show who's really pulling the string?" South asked, pointing to a shape in the smoke that was crawling along the floor. "Maine, take a step forward.

Maine complied, taking a very large step. The table with South's food on it slid out from under the tray, and the food crashed to the floor. South gave a smirk, even though she had lost her dinner. "Well, well, well. I wonder who just happened to tie strings to everyone so that they moved the furniture?"

"TEXAS!" Carolina shouted angrily. A large, cackling, unseen presence whisked past them and shot out the door, with Carolina chasing angrily after the invisible agent…in the completely wrong direction.

-Later-

"Excellent prank idea, sir," the Counsellor gave a polite bow to his boss, while the Director whisked his black cape around him and pressed his fingertips together. "And it was remarkable for you to send Agent Texas to execute your plan. Truly, you are one lab experiment away from being a super villain."

"What? You mean I am not one already?" the Director asked evilly, pressing a button on his keyboard. The lights and appliances throughout the ship started flickering on and off in 2-second intervals, and all the intercoms and radios started spewing static.

"I stand corrected," the Counsellor excused himself, and the Director cackled madly as the ship was plunged into chaos.

Thanks to Omega Ravenger and their brethren, and ALL of the people who have wanted the Director involved in ship-wide chaos! Muahaha. XD

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