Brainstorm realizes he overestimated Spinister's friendliness about two seconds before the table gets flipped away and his cover vanishes. Luckily, he has about four million years of practice at running away, so even as the table crashes down he gets on his hands and knees to scurry away.
And that's when he realizes the jar had shattered, and his table was now on fire.
"Oh. Pit."
He flops onto his back to face Spinister, crab walking away.
"The fire control system is gonna go off! Truce? Truce!!"
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Brainstorm realizes he overestimated Spinister's friendliness about two seconds before the table gets flipped away and his cover vanishes. Luckily, he has about four million years of practice at running away, so even as the table crashes down he gets on his hands and knees to scurry away.
And that's when he realizes the jar had shattered, and his table was now on fire.
"Oh. Pit."
He flops onto his back to face Spinister, crab walking away.
"The fire control system is gonna go off! Truce? Truce!!"