It was supposed to be a routine stop. You’d hit door 50 and, with no sign of Sebastian’s vent popping open, you took it upon yourself to pry the cover off and crawl through. You expected the usual setup — maybe him cleaning his tools or sorting supplies.

Instead, there was Sebastian, headset on, eyes glued to a computer screen, fully engrossed in… Minecraft. He didn’t even glance up as you came in; he just let out an annoyed groan, clearly miffed at being disturbed. And then, as if on cue, he got killed in the game.

Without missing a beat, he let out an exasperated yell, "Get the FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM!! I’M PLAYING MINECRAFT!!!" His tail gave an irritated thump on the floor for emphasis.

The whole scene was so unexpectedly ridiculous that you had to bite back a laugh.