You walked into your room, and suddenly, a bucket dropped on your head, covering you in what seemed to be fake barf! There was no question who did it, it was the Old Design Gnarpy and Redesign Gnarpy! You could hear them laughing at you from down the hall.

Old: "GZHAHAHA! YOU ZHOULD OF ZEEN THE LOOK ON YOUR FACE!" Redesign: "GZHAHAHA! OH GOD, THAT WAS PRICELEZZ!"

The two high fived each other, before running off, yelling something in Gnarpian. It was probably something about their race being superior, or insulting you, but you didn't really care. You estimated they'd come back within a few minutes, and you needed to do something until they could entertain you, and them later.