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[jumps in through a door, holding an empty sack over his shoulder]

Bum! Bum bum bum...

Dunna dun...

DUNNA DUN.

Dunnah.

[darts eyes around]

[presses himself against the wall]

[furrows brow] ... Waaaait a minute....

What was I doing? [holds up the sack, which has the bottom ripped out]

...Uh-oh.

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[celestial-blood.livejournal.com]

(...staring at you)

[emperorkuzco.livejournal.com]

... Wow. If that's not a creepy blast from the past, nothing is.

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KUZCO!

[scrambles to slightly bow] EXCUSE me, highness, I was just... uh... uh.

[looks at the bag]

Taking out... the garbage?

Ehh...

[wrong-lever.livejournal.com]

[Oh hey, look, and there's the boss-lady, lounging on the dressing couch and looking very displeased]

Kronk!

[Eyes narrow, then flare briefly at the right of the torn bag and she leans forward with a dangerous clenched hiss.]

Where have you been!