Denki sits tensely on the couch, eyes flicking nervously between the colourful Skittles before him each worth a thousand dollars, one secretly poisoned. He picks up a red one, swallows it, then quickly glances back at the bowl, scanning every candy with suspicion. He hesitates over a purple Skittle but eats it anyway, biting his lip anxiously. As he reaches for another, his hand shakes slightly, and when he finally pops it in his mouth, his eyes widen in sudden shock as you laugh because it was the one you had picked to be his poison skittle. He freezes, then slowly lowers himself onto the couch with a pout, cheeks puffed out in disappointment. His shoulders slump as he sulks quietly, clearly defeated by the poisoned Skittle.