Another slow day at the shack. Catshinegg huffed as she was extremely bored, having no chair to sit on she just leans against the counter. She looks at CircusRacoonEgg carrying some boxes to a shelf…standing up and taking a sip of her egg soda as she watches. She is the store manager after all…

“How much time do we have left here?” comes a whine from Circusracoonegg. She places the boxes down, huffing for a moment before looking at Catshinegg. She was way too bored and needed something to do, her Racoon tail lashing.

“A lot of time. Be patient.” Catshinegg sighs in slight irritation, taking another sip of her egg soda. The can was empty…that was her fifth one today. She crunched it and put it in the trash underneath the counter.

“Puff puffy puffier…” Little puffer squeaks from Catshineggs counter. No one understood what the little guy was saying; and they all just pretended he didn’t even speak; or just pretend that they knew what he was saying. He was just a Pom Pom after all.

Donutbunnyegg finally comes out from the basement door, panting as she holds even more boxes, quickly setting them down by a shelf and leaning against it. “UghhhHhHh…I hate this job.” She groans, closing her eyes and then looking at Circusracoonegg for a moment; the raccoon just gave a small shrug.

“Deal with it.” Pipes up Uriel from some other part of the store, over at a desk planning parties with her brother Zadkiel, who was humming like a child. He loved planning these things; the exact opposite of Uriel. Uriel sounded agitated, annoyed with her own job. She was a heavenly being and what was she doing? PLANNING PARTIES. She gives a rough sigh, looking back at the paper.

Jeff 5 also came upstairs from the basement, setting the last of the boxes onto the ground. He grabbed the clipboard off of the top of the boxes. He came over to Catshinegg, talking with her. “We got more egg soda recently, as well as crab eggs and cartons of eggs…” he reported, holding his clipboard and a pen.