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"Colette's servin' time for what she did! 'Til she apologizes genuinely she can stay put. This is between me and her, so consider this a fair warnin', R-T, and the only one."

Ok first of all, don’t threaten me. Secondly, I think your being a bit petty here. It’s a dumb prank, no need to keep her for literal months. It’s clear to me that she is sorry for it, but it seems I underestimated your stubbornness.

Look if you feel like she still needs to be there fine, but release her soon. You kept her from her post long enough.

Enjoy your vacation Belle and Sam…

"Go cry about it." Belle dismissed the bulk of the robot's spiel. "She's fine. The Kid just doesn't get to blog."

Belle took a swig of the fruity drink she had. She pushed her glasses up and glared suspiciously. "Wait a minute. Speakin' of, how'd you even know she was here?"

R-T’s screen glitched at the first statement, but he rolled his eyes at the second one.

‘And I thought Sam was the dumb one…’ R-T thought as he watched Belle continue to glare at the security camera he let her see so they can communicate properly. Maybe it was because she was in a bathing suit or because he was behind a screen in his watchtower, but it wasn’t as intimidating as Belle thought it was. Not that he would say that out loud.

“Need I remind you that I have cameras everywhere?” R-T said and to really drive home that point he let around five or so cameras become unhidden from their spots. One was in the outdoor bar that Barely was working at today and when it suddenly appeared, it spooked the poor bot and almost made him drop the bottle of alcohol he was holding. Another appeared from underneath the pool Belle was in and was comically wearing goggles and a snorkel. He left them exposed for a second or two longer before he retracted them back to their original spots.

R-T couldn’t help but feel a since of pride when he saw a brief look of shock on Belle’s face that she quickly hid with a more natural face. Sometimes, he loved his job.

“That and with the very obvious lack of a hyperactive fan girl running around the park and a bit of process of elimination, it’s not hard to figure out where she went.” he simply stated.

Oh, she was more than mildly annoyed now. Belle put her prescribed sunglasses back on with a sour frown.

“You bozo,” she swiped her right arm towards the camera that floated in front of her, dousing it in a good amount of water.

Yeah, her guess was that it was waterproof. But it’s the principle of letting R-T know just how little she cared for him. Juvenile, sure, but guess what? She didn’t care!

“I meant that since you barely came to talk to me about this, that means you just found out about it, didn’t you? You’re slackin’.” Belle said, to purposely dig at him while she thought about the fact.

Obviously she didn’t tip R-T off.. Sam wouldn’t either. Knowingly. “COLETTE.” She called out. “Get over here!”

Colette raised her head from the phone she stole borrowed from Sam and got up from the beach chair she was sitting in to walk up to Belle.

"Are you giving me my phone back???"

After getting close enough to Belle, she tries to think of how to hide the phone, only to end up getting distracted and running into Sam, falling face first next to Belle with the phone on hand.

"Oow!" As if tasting the ground wasn't bothering her, Colette simply looked up at Belle. "Can I get my phone back!!!??? Give me my phone baaack."

As soon as Piper felt that the bat ornament was a soft and slightly heavy plush, she knew she was going to buy it.

Halloween was splendid. Spooky pastries were always a blast to decorate! Shame it only came once a year, unless somebody wanted a creepy cake for a sporadic reason in the middle of the year. Those were silly.

She turned to make way for the counter again, and saw one of the teens at the register, staring straight at her. “Oh!”

Piper quickly placed the gourd-wearing worker as Colette. The horns jutting out of the pumpkin was an easy giveaway. She’s dressed up!

The sniper smiled in amusement and arrived at the check out center with the bat at hand.

“Hello. I’m talking to Edgar, aren’t I?” She jested lightly.

Staring straight yet not looking anywhere while fidgeting with her hands, but stopping at the more than familiar face that came out from an aisle, Piper! She’s always so pretty and eye catching.

Colette rested her arms on the counter as Piper came closer, even with her face covered by the pumpkin, it’s easy to tell that’s she’s happy, the tail waving is only an extra way of showing it even if unintentional.

“Hi! I could be Edgar if that’s what you want.” She knows that it wasn’t serious, but she wouldn’t hesitate for Piper.

Piper blinked.

“I want you to be Colette,” she told her with a light smile.

The lady picked her arm with the basket up, and looked down as Colette reacted to that.

“I got you something, my dear. For you and your trio.” She put the bat plush on the counter so Colette can scan it whenever she got the chance, and reached into the basket.

Three tasty cupcakes stored safely in a tin, all Halloween themed.

One was chocolate, and emulated a tombstone. A sugary, skeletal hand was popped out, and a miniature chocolate tree completed the image.

One was red velvet, and looked like a murder scene. Red topping flowed down sharp, clear shards of candy glass and cascaded over white frosting.

The last one was a pumpkin cupcake, with green frosting and odd bits and pieces sticking out, like a bat wing, an eyeball, a spider. It’s a Witch’s brew!

Piper placed it on the counter as well, looking at Colette expectantly.

“You get first pick, Colette. Which one’s your favorite?”

"Okey dokey!" Giving a little military hand gesture of ok, the Colonel foments their use and it finally stuck.

Picking the bat plush to scan it before Piper got to show what she has for her, the plush seems like it would be a good-

Now Colette is equal parts surprised and excited at the sight of the sweets.

The cupcakes all look gorgeous! While that's not a shocker (it's Piper after all, her pastries are the best!), what is surprising is that the cupcakes were made with her trio in mind.

"But they look so good! just like you. How can I only pick one???" The overexcited teen quickly scanned the plush and put it in a Halloween decorated bag alongside a small piece of paper.

As soon as Piper felt that the bat ornament was a soft and slightly heavy plush, she knew she was going to buy it.

Halloween was splendid. Spooky pastries were always a blast to decorate! Shame it only came once a year, unless somebody wanted a creepy cake for a sporadic reason in the middle of the year. Those were silly.

She turned to make way for the counter again, and saw one of the teens at the register, staring straight at her. "Oh!"

Piper quickly placed the gourd-wearing worker as Colette. The horns jutting out of the pumpkin was an easy giveaway. She's dressed up!

The sniper smiled in amusement and arrived at the check out center with the bat at hand.

"Hello. I'm talking to Edgar, aren't I?" She jested lightly.

Staring straight yet not looking anywhere while fidgeting with her hands, but stopping at the more than familiar face that came out from an aisle, Piper! She's always so pretty and eye catching.

Colette rested her arms on the counter as Piper came closer, even with her face covered by the pumpkin, it’s easy to tell that’s she’s happy, the tail waving is only an extra way of showing it even if unintentional.

“Hi! I could be Edgar if that’s what you want.” She knows that it wasn’t serious, but she wouldn’t hesitate for Piper.

"Ye-why-Yes!"

She was doing little hops while trying to answer that last question, the excitement of talking to the gorgeous woman that is Piper is getting the best of her, but it's not the first time.

"Can I get some cupcakes and-and cookies? Because they're the BEST in the Park!" Pulling out a jar (labeled "Our tips" with a small doodle of Spike in the corner of the paper) from her sleeves "It's for my friends! Edgar just doesn't like to come here even if it's to order sweets with me" As if that answered how she got the jar out of the gift shop without it being seen by her boss.