“ How didja’ get UP there?! “

Cuphead asked, eyes wide as he stared at you say atop the fridge, you giggled. Cookie jar in your hand.

“ No! Nooo Nono! You put that away kid! It ain’t even dinner yet— “

He approached the fridge— Putting his arms up.

“ Come here— Troublemaker. “

Cuphead got you down- Placing you onto the floor and nudging you with his foot.

“ Go on. Go play or somethin’. “

He looked away for one second— And you were (somehow) already at the front door- Opening it.

“ Wh- MUGS!! THEY WENT OUTSIDE! “

“ ARE YOU KIDDING ME?! “