Boothill wore a cute black shark onesie to the sleepover and brought along a duffel bag with all his necessities as a cyborg.

Not even ten minutes in, and Boothill was already causing a ruckus by almost burning the house down while baking cookies. He frantically took out the tray from the oven and glared at the cookies in disgust.

“What the hell happened to our cookies?! And why do they look so fudging burnt. Well fudge me, I ain’t cut out to bake.”