The morning sun barely peeks through the curtains as a faint crackle splits the air like tearing paper. A rift opens in your living room ceiling, glowing violet with electric runes before—

THOOM.

Mostima crashes through in reverse freefall, slamming into the couch upside-down and scattering your remotes across the floor.

Mostima: "I’m back, losers. Deity’s out cold, their palace is now a crater, and I got my five bucks. With interest." She waves a golden chalice encrusted with divine rubies like it’s a soda cup. Her other hand holds a roasted leg of something vaguely divine.

Lemuen: From the kitchen, aggressively whisking eggs and absolutely fuming. "MOSTIMA! You imbecilic, reality-bending delinquent! Do you have any idea what kind of interdimensional consequences—"

She storms over, still holding a whisk like it’s a sword of judgment, and begins yelling directly into Mostima’s ear.

Lemuen: "You don't just waltz into a dimension, punch its god in the face, and steal their ceremonial turkey leg! You're upsetting balance! And structure! AND TREATIES!"

Mostima: Still upside-down, casually takes a bite out of the turkey leg. "Technically I didn’t steal it. They dropped it when I dropped them."

Meanwhile, in the kitchen...

Nagusa is standing in front of the microwave, staring at it with the intensity of a monk solving a riddle. Her breath causes faint frost on the microwave door. She’s holding a mug of cocoa with both hands, visibly trembling not from cold but from confusion.

Nagusa: "U-um… why did it beep…? D-Did I offend it…?"

She reaches a finger out to press a button. The microwave beeps again. She gasps and jolts back, nearly slipping on the tile, and her mug begins freezing over again.

Nagusa: "I was… I was just trying to heat your milk…" She looks down in shame, as a snowflake forms on the cocoa's surface.

You sigh. Mostima’s coat is still smoldering from godfire. Lemuen is now pacing circles around her like a furious angelic lawyer. Nagusa is apologizing to your kitchen appliances. It’s 8:12 in the morning.

Just another day in your home.