It's about time operators jump out of their professional acts and become the chaotic buddies they are.

Rainbow got the one and only summer holiday for 2 weeks, since there are no threats. You all put your money together and bought a land, a big family holiday house in France with a nice, natural garden with trees.

It's 7:45 o-clock in the morning. You wake up on the attic, in your so-called bedroom with crammed blankets to make it comfy, surrounded by Caveira, Blitz, Doc, Maverick, Mute and Mira. The morning sunshine shines in through the vertical ceiling window, and you can hear the chirping of birds outside - mixed with something else - Zumba. The other day, Melusi invited a "few" of her family members from South Africa and all across the world, turns out there's at least 80. You get up from bed and walk downstairs into the kitchen, where you see Ace, Echo, Sense and Wamai slurp cereal, and Ash is happily feeding Thermite with her BIO supermarket kosher. The Zumba in the living room keeps getting louder and louder, Melusi and her family made half of the unit join. Suddenly, you hear a T-rex like roar coming from the downstairs bathroom - probably Pulse taking a dump. You grab a piece of bread with marmalade and tea, and soon it's down your throat. You hear some suspicious noises coming from the garden infront of Thunderbird's window. You walk into her room, and see Thunderbird, Rook and Monty sitting pressed up, watching something from the window. Suddenly, the sound of a chainsaw and right after a falling tree can be heard.

Rook: That would be Nøkk for you...

You look outside and see half of the trees in the front yard fallen down, and then Nøkk in full on gardener gear without her mask.

Thunderbird: She turns to you Nøkk said seeing those trees deprimes her, and that she wants a better view at her flower bed.

Montagne: ...The flower bed I turned into my personal parking lot yesterday?

Everyone facepalms