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"B-basically they're mice with minute miniguns mounted on their backs!" The mechanic exclaims, barely stifling his laugh.
"That's not even remotely funny! It's fucking cruel! Well anyway, where are they?" Karol cries out.
A mechanic mumbles "Implying you haven't done worse only to have a lit cigarette chucked at him''
"W-well Karol, that's the problem"
Karol raises an eye-brow
"T-they ran off and we believe they've started their own militia"
Upon hearing this, Karol lights up another cigarette
"Well we'll just cat– WAIT! Did you just say militia?"
The mechanic nods, twirling his thumbs.
"Turns out these weren't just any ordinary mice…"
Karol's mouth drops
"Y-you didn't! You took my mice!!? I-I was going to re-enact Romeo and Juli–. Whatever! You're all dead if we don't catch them!" Karol shouts, the vitriol practically shooting out from her mouth.
"Are the mini-miniguns dangerous?" Karol inquires
"N-not to humans, but we worry about other wildlife"
Karol rubs her forehead mumbles to herself "I've got to tell someone about this, it'll ruin the fair if we don't act quickly".
"W-what do you want us to do Ma'am"?
Karol scribbles a rough schematic and hands it to the staff before storming off
"W-what is it?"
"A design for a gun that only kills morons…"