“Happy explosions day!” Cuphead cackled.
Send “happy explosions day” for our muses to blow something up.
Mugman watched Cuphead lighting up the long fuse of some improvised explosive with an unamused look. He did not know how in the hell Cuphead managed to pull him into this. But he knew for sure that it was hard to hide the big grin when a self-made figures of the Devil and King Dice blew up in the Die House between the Isles One and Two. Now the said Die House was full in dirt and smoke from the inside.
“Ah... this sight is surely pleasin’. I don’t even care if we are gonna be in a big big trouble.”











