Stork's eye twitched in horror as he observed the carnage before him. Bits and pieces lay here and there, broken, snapped, insides spread everywhere.
Horrible, disgusting, unrepairable.
He'd never make the same mistake again...
But it was impossible to replace what he'd lost.
Impossible.
Everything he loved, everything he held dear...
Ruined...
And it was all that man's doing. He'd get back at him. He'd wring his throat until it hung limper than a rubber band in an oven. He'd make him PAY.
Oh, he'd pay.
Someone came up from behind him.
"Stork?"
"GAH!"
Piper, Aerrow, and Junko peeked around the Merb's slender shoulders. "Whoa," Piper exclaimed. "What happened to your room?"
Gadget parts and gears, once placed in perfect order, were strewn recklessly around the room. The curtains were torn and the sheets on Stork's bed were rumpled and wrinkled in a corner.
Stork sighed and turned to glare at Piper. "We will never...let Finn drink coffee again. Ever."