*Deac, Syrnl and Orthos burst in the head office to see a large struggling crate and a figure sat in a chair with their back turned*
Deac: Alright, Lokpihet, hand over Real Deac
*The case shudders*
Lokpihet: We're in here
*The chair turns and is occupied by none other than...*
Deac: REAL DEAC!
Real Deac: Yes. You see, I masterminded this whole scheme to make a good holiday special. As you can see, it didn't go quite as planned.
Syrnl: Well with those yanks and their finals...
Real Deac: Yes...a shame. No matter, I think we got the intended job of the holiday special done
*Reletha and Lokpihet get out of the box*
Lokpihet: Oh yeah, this was just a plan to lure you all...to the Christmas party
*Streamers fall from the ceiling and a band begins to play*
Deac: Is this just random or a total cop-out ending
*Walks into wall*
*Real Deac chuckles*
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